I’ve slowed down some of the art and writing to enjoy a bit of Washington wonderful weather. It’s hard sitting and working away while sparrows and finch’s dive your windows,and bees hum harmoniously on the broccoli flowers. Its days like this I am reminded why I am inspired to write the dark and torrid tales of hero’s and heroines struggling in an on coming blight of dark age and war. With out contrast, we know no change.
So for now Aurora remains trapped in Lowrivers dungeon awaiting trial, while her companions desperately seek the High temple of Belmore, in order to save her from ultimate doom.