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Series: Ancient Blues-1.
October 6th, 2008 by Lex


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The rusted metal grips the teal walls, clamps them down and spreads like a parasite. Age is inescapable. The scars are permanent. Nobody will rebuild this place. Nobody will paint it anew. The only path to freedom is disintegration.

Sixty Two: Hold.
September 11th, 2008 by Lex


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The stone wall grips you, throws you down, bolts your limbs to the ground. Another example.

Series: Engraving-2.
August 12th, 2008 by Lex


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Take the wheel, murky waters ahead.

Series: Engraving-1.
August 10th, 2008 by Lex


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A ship sails into murky metallic waters.

Sixty.
July 30th, 2008 by Lex


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One idea at a time. The architect here clearly had a sense of humor.

Series: Hard to Say-1.
July 9th, 2008 by Lex


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Letters and meaning torn apart with rust and age. A violent metallic death for these unuttered symbols.

Series: Levels-1.
June 26th, 2008 by Lex


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In which our protagonist sees the levels constructed of metal and glass, and thinks of ways to scale the mountain of steel.