helioshamash:
Will I be hung from the fence?
helioshamash:
I feel so pretty, my castle lifts me.
helioshamash:
More stuff underwater, ripe for peeling away.
helioshamash:
The black hole began here.
helioshamash:
Eyes.
helioshamash:
Too true, more fuel might fix it.
helioshamash:
Why is it we have these discussions again?
helioshamash:
I thought about restrictions, but then more came to the gate.
helioshamash:
Portrait study 02 112317.
helioshamash:
Gyroscopically, an arrangement headed towards unknown territory.
helioshamash:
Not yet.
helioshamash:
Backstage there were creatures, at once helpful and utterly terrifying.
helioshamash:
Asleep at the wheel, it spins.
helioshamash:
With me, always.
helioshamash:
Portrait study 03 42816.
helioshamash:
Portrait study 02 42816.
helioshamash:
Portrait study 01 42816.
helioshamash:
Portrait study 001 10.
helioshamash:
Portrait study 001 09.
helioshamash:
Portrait study 001 08.
helioshamash:
Portrait study 001 07.
helioshamash:
Portrait study 001 06.
helioshamash:
Portrait study 001 05.
helioshamash:
Portrait study 001 04.
helioshamash:
Portrait study 001 03.
helioshamash:
Portrait study 001 02.
helioshamash:
Portrait study 001 01.
helioshamash:
Driftwood III.
helioshamash:
Driftwood II.
helioshamash:
Driftwood I.