You stumble upon a strange formation of rocks... They leave you with a sense of forboding.... you quickly leave
You stumble upon a strange formation of rocks... they leave you feeling content.... you stay awhile
Ralphs First Portrait
What's in the pail Abigail?
Specimen B72
Every Summer they gather in the stream
Mattias is lost and his pants are dirty.... *sigh*
Fields of the Inverse
Skittles grooving with the funkiest jams in the sea...
Whaaaa???
A weary traveler pauses to admire the magic of the forest...
Red Bike
Reach within, my child...
All who gaze at the spoon of hunger for too long will burn away...
Moss man of the forests
Come on out little fella..
Reginald got stuck in the chimney again...
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