Friday, October 14, 2011


One last firework shot that I forgot to upload.
I love this one because it's so if a gate is being opened from some impossible space, or some creature is manifesting itself from nervous spindles of scintillating unknown energy as an aurora is arrested from the normally creaseless obsidian sheet above.

Like a swarm. A swarm of furious gilded wasps. Ten hundred dizzy missiles fired upward off of an elongated sea vessel, slicing through the jet black ocean; bioluminescent plankton stirred up in lambent plots, or the darkened mirrored face of the ocean reflecting the sickening yellow green of the rocket trials.

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