• yawning sky



    intrigued by the ancient unknown
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  • crunchy debris



    crunchy debris at the resort
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  • pastel hell



    the Double Faced Lobster Creature with Moustache was terrified of thinking about his origins: 
    was he, too, a strange looking hand-flower with lush whiskers when he was in his larval state? 
    he didn’t want it to be true, despite the obvious similarities between them, 
    but he had no recollection at all about his memories regarding his previous phase.

    some nightmares are brighter than others.
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  • leech house

    Wasted energy at the feet of the Cheerful Giant, having his brain devoured by a leech, as it usually happens.

    The unconquerable Giant, not losing an ounce of his sunny smile, waits until the little desert goblins finish playing with him.

    In the distance, up the hill and after graves and graves and graves of exhausted goblins that no longer are, someone waits for someone.


  • an iteration





    Life inside the den: why does it take so long to learn what we already know?
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