Dream's are like snowdrops in the wind they flutter about until the randomly land, beautiful or terrifying we have no control over where they lead us, but just like snowflakes they can quickly fad away.
The Tech-priest Darrow night's have be restless over the last while, a repeated dream disturbing his sleep, visions of an old abandoned house ,with hints of untold treasures in a distance far away place, followed by a the image of a man in front of a great eye & the name of a place repeatedly called out over & over again.
Awaking from yet another nights restless sleep Tech-priest Darrow now knew what he had to do if he was ever to be rid of these dreams,
Bellinter House was where he must go, reaching for his data-slate it didn't take him long to find out where it was.
I must send a massage to Elaine he thought to himself to let her know where I'm going or she'll have a search-party out looking for me I've no doth.
Well that's it for this post, as always my thanks for dropping in & if you care to leave a comment it would be welcomed.
This is very atmospheric. Love it.
ReplyDeleteThanks Jason, it's great to hear that as it lets me know what way things are coming across.
ReplyDeleteGood narrative post.
ReplyDeleteI really like the use of multiple sources for the pics (the phone screen grab is inspired). Very creative.
Thanks Will, I think crossing real stuff & model stuff can work very well in certain cases, I'm by no means the first to try this but it is something that I think I'll be doing a lot more of.
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