1000 Days

Tonight’s inspiration comes from: Pilgrimage to the Ancient Halls

The Vorgh Mountains stacked up like [something really descriptive] was then battered down by titan fists. Nothing about the volcanic piles was regular or symmetrical.

In Spring we climbed the mud-slick slopes like newly born lambs hover near their dam. Each of us, wet from the mist with trembling tired legs, clung to the next for balance.

Ok - not gonna screw this up tonight. I like this painting too much to crap on it first go. See you in the morning.

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Day 211

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