CORPUS INSECTUM

/ˈkor.pʊs ɪnˈsɛk.tʊm/


You are not top of the chain. Not down here.

Microscopic but monstrous. Corpus Insectum is a descent into the feral beauty of the miniature world — where instinct rules without mercy and survival is measured in seconds. These are not pretty wings and soft antennae. These are faces built for rupture. Limbs honed to seize, puncture, dissolve.

This is the scale we ignore. This is the kingdom that outnumbers, outlasts, and watches us back.