The dawning of the Voyage
The Three Kings are starting their voyage, taking the whimsical snacks to the Baby King, assisted by their sherpas.Melchior doesn’t have any hands, so he can’t carry his exceptional Black Spiral.Balthasar rides on top of a majestic thingy, protecting the Winged SerpentineGaspar moves slowly with his defective feet so his duck carries a Golden Filament.
indicted of sin
the old british man with a spider on his head hold hands with his slimy grandson. they are waiting in line at the confessional booth, one hoping for atonement and the other for refreshment.indicted of sin, some corrupted souls wait with displeasure, while the pure judge from above.
debilidad
rummaging through the rubble, licking a wound
bubbly hidden blobs about to bursta 2D cardboard castle, a door that wasn’t theresun fishing friend / subterranean stripy fiendsrummaging through the rubble, licking a wounda pink summoning rugand its iterations
inferring causation from correlation
The uncomfortable bulgy soul that the Fake King of the multicolored Sadness had grown was starting to annoy him.Unaware of the repercussions of carrying one’s soul out in plain sight, the Fake King couldn’t feel his ghosts, tailing him.Above, the drought.Below layers of unwanted were about to get flooded.
multicolored sadness 
cards 
slimes 
bugs 
fishing 
frienditos 
unwanted presents 
head appendix 
vitiligo 
stinky 
