Wednesday, March 18, 2020

March 18 - Amalgam

“We're all ghosts. We all carry, inside us, people who came before us.”

~ Liam Callanan, The Cloud Atlas

It's probably a good thing we can't see ghosts.

Most of them are terribly sad, they live with the regret of things undone, and wander aimlessly unable to affect the world.  They drift aimlessly, slowly deteriorating until they are absorbed by an Amalgam.

It's not  a cruelty, an Amalgam is somewhat janitor for the realm, and once it has grown sufficiently large it will return once again to join with the Great Progenitor.

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I wanted to play around with the robe style I used in Fiddler on the Green, but it didn't quite work out the way I expected.  Having multiple heads made the pattern less precise ...


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