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#40 The Smell of Burnt Hair and the Apocalypse

Airbrush painting of fire-eyed tiki shaman for #40 The Smell of Burnt Hair and the Apocalypse

“H….E….Y…………….A….RE………Y…O…U……I..N……..TH….E…RE….?” It was a voice from someplace far away from where I am now. It’s so peaceful here. Time has stopped completely and yet it’s still too soon to leave. There is a quiet singing in the air that always comes from someplace just out of reach. It must be the angels, the mournful dead, […]