Tag: city
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The big house of Lavendell There is a big house in the city of Lavendel. Not a large or tall house, a big one. You don’t realize at first what’s wrong with it, that something is messing with you eyes. Then you notice : it’s not a matter of size but of proportions, as if…
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Fire Sorcerer It’s simple, see? You just put you hand like that, channel your anger and let it out. That’s all.Why the screams… I… Stop. Please. I cannot show you anger management techniques if you keep running and screaming. *** Krita on Yiynova *** C’est tout bête, vraiment. Mettez votre main comme ça, canalisez votre…
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Escape from pleasure The Carnaly Corporation had a persistent moral drop among employees. To solve this issue, the management decided to use coercion of an unconventional kind: pleasure.No fear, nor financial reward but pure carnal ecstasy transmitted to your nerves through amplifiers disguised as jewelry. The more you work, the more pleasure you receive. The…
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Artifical smoky mountains They hate the sky, so they made some smokeThey made so much smoke, the sky went darkThey hate the dark, so they made some lightsNow there’s soot everywhere, and no nights. *** Ils haïssaient le ciel, alors ils firent de la fuméeIls firent tant de fumée, que le ciel s’assombritIls haïssaient le…
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Wrong turn Last Tuesday. I had a few pints of ale at the Old Inn. I felt funny on the way home. Not drunk, but strangely out of place. The whole street was all bendy and wiggly. Then, I must have took a wrong turn because everything wasn’t the same anymore. Peoples were all kind…
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Under the sea Somewhere beyond the sea Somewhere waitin’ for me My lover stands on golden sand And watches the ships that go sailin’– Franck Sinatra – Beyond the Sea Watercolor pencils on A5 sketchbook / Crayons aquarelle sur carnet A5
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Growing city – Oh dear! this is marvelous !– Illithianiov is a growing city int he very litteral sense, my dear. I knew you’d like it.– But… how?– On this very place, a long time ago. huge visitors came from the stars. We don’t know the details but they fought with each others. They fought…
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Pumping City Drop by drop, fluids are pumpedThrough the tubes, through the pipesFrom the city belowTo the machines aboveTo what purpose? No one knows. *** Plic, ploc, plic, ploc, les pompes pompentLes fluides de la citée basseVers les machines des nuagesPourquoi ? Personne ne le sait. Pencil doodle on A6 sketchbook / Porte-mine sur carnet…
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Impending Doom
Impending Doom I don’t said you’ve made a mistake, my dear Magus, I respect the King’s choice of your appointment to the charge of royal Invocator. I just think we are utterly, completely and royally fucked up. Ink brush doodle on A6 sketchbook *** Je ne dit pas que vous avez fait une erreur cher…