Remember this piece (image #3) from nearly a year back? It was almost done then, but for some reason I had left it unfinished. Today I
was thinking about a friend's story-in-the-works, and what I've read
of it so far from it has created some pretty intense synaesthesia: the
taste of wet ground and leaves in the air, somewhat musty, fragrant with
things alive and dead. It reminded me of this scene, so I went back to
it for those few final touches.
Meanwhile, I'm working on these. I think there's some promise there!
Meanwhile, I'm working on these. I think there's some promise there!
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