In the Amulet Bazar...

The Room I stay in is bare Bones. The corners are stained with Betelnut Spit, the sheets haven't been changed since the last regime purge. It does come with a mosquito net so I'm able to sleep. My dreams are vivid if somewhat Gloomy...

Ant Wars...

Where I collapse Feverish in a Pile of Buffalo Dung...Before my very Eyes a War that's been raging for Millenias unfolds...GIANT Ants, Red vs. Black battle for precious territory along a line stretching for hundreds of Miles...

Moloch

Cargo Kult part ?

Cargo of Sin!

City of One Thousand Eyes...

Cargo Kult Part? Sweating Bullets as usual!

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Dismal Apocalypso!

Finally sat down and drew a Comix Page...wheew it's been a while...

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