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Day 3 - Sand
There is a desert, and a City, a long way from here, from anywhere. It is hot, beneath the gaze of a titanic star, all red lashing and mile-long-shadows.
Vast, fossilized rock carved by howling winds stands in sentinel defense across endless marching eons. Jagged broken mountain peaks, shifting dunes, gloomy shadowed canyons.
But—there is something else. Something across the sands. The City. An ancient metropolis far larger than anything built on Earth, by human hands. It’s immensity dwarfs Giza and her pyramids, Greek Colossi, Aztec ziggurats. Polished-black rock spires, twisted and warren-filled coliseums, gleaming bronze skyscrapers studded by uncountable lightless windows. It is a City of a hundred billion souls. And it appears empty. It isn’t. Shadows linger. Huge, dark eyes peer out from tight stone avenues and yawning, gaping archways.
Whispering winds hide quiet, dreamlike voices.
There is a woman in black at the edge of the town, standing just off the side of the road.
The Sun is everywhere, bleaches everything that it touches, like this world is a scattering of bones turning ever paler under its gaze. But the woman stands, still as a mesa, her cloak defiantly still against any clawing desert winds.
Her wide hat plunges her face into shadow completely. You see no features— nothing except staring, golden eyes.
Watching.
Practicing backgrounds!
Performing Land Art
Judy Chicago, Immolation IV from the Women and Smoke Series, 1972, flares, performed with Faith Wilding in the California desert. © Judy Chicago, Photo courtesy of Through the Flower housed at the Penn State University Archives
Read more about the “Ends of the Earth" exhibition at the Haus der Kunst in Munich.
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made some “beautiful” terrain. will this be in a game? mystery. the hexes certainly hint at a game, but perhaps i am a huge nerd
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CREEPY THINGS THAT I ENJOY
A heavy thunderstorm. Large raindrops pummeling the ground and rooftops, the crashing of thunder above your home, flashes of lightning warning of their encroaching roar.
For only a short time, absolute darkness. The sensation of having your eyes taken away from you stimulates your other senses. Every sound you’ve learned to absent mindedly ignore comes rushing at you. Sounds you’ve never noticed now have your full attention. Is this what it looks like in the far reaches of space? A glimpse of nonexistence?
Isolation in nature. Listening to the sound of trees whispering with the wind. The snapping and twigs beneath your feet, the crunch of snow, the swish of leaves. The idea of you being the only human within sight is lovely and should be cherished. Even in the desert, where you may be the only life within your expansive view is beautiful. Although I’m not the biggest fan of being under the sun, its harsh oppression of a desert landscape is where some of its most singular work is done.
Places abandoned by civilization. Any part of a city or town forgotten by people, shrouded in fog is an eerie place of wonder. Every room, every object is a bit of a mystery; not of what it is, but why it’s there. Who left it and why there of all places? These stories can be sad or sinister which makes them all the more significant. The return of nature adds an aesthetic element and reminds us that she will eventually reclaim everything.
Hoodia cactus
