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And through the trees of the Dead…the Dead walk…
On the barren land
Lies the barren form
Smooth and endless
It almost is but isn’t.
With silent noise
Like a subtle cut through deep water
With feeble sunlight
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Mosuo dan Bribrix, Matriarch of House Akan readies herself for the arrival of Master Nestorian..
Ye all behold – even more painted models within a month?!
..and in the darkest depths, the child woke up..
Symbolically for 2019, the roundup is late. But then, better late than never right!
The Broken Host..
The Walking Silver City..
What used to be the greatest of men, now only a twisted form of what or who they were, driven only by a primal force…
The Silver City that Walks..
In the shadow of titans that dims the sunshine of our day,