#83

the electrical storm carelessly rips through the desert, igniting anything in its path. the raven turns and takes flight across the dunes, in frantic search of shelter. electrified moans ride the streams, rapidly catching up to the raven. PBJ

#82

unaware of what the thing is, the raven puts it in his breast pocket. looking in every direction, only the deserts harshness. the raven turns and walks in the direction the figure has now carved through the sand. a great mass of blackness and 10,000 screams forms on the horizon. the blackness sweats down electrified rains, igniting the deserts life forms in a magical display of colors. PBJ

#81

it says nothing, but reaches a sickly albino clenched hand out from beneath its robe. the raven reaches out and takes a marble sized orb that radiates a golden silk rain. the figure glides past the raven and continues its journey across the dunes. PBJ

#80

the sand vortexes out from beneath the figures robes. as it makes its way closer, the raven can make out its face. it wore a half mask which appeared to be made of blinding white lime stone. the eyes, kaleidoscopic red octagons. its lips were stitched together with rotting crimson stitches. PBJ

#79

bokeh of searing colors eventually come into focus. the raven sits in the deep blue shadow of a massive sand dune. the sun crests the top of the dune, carving out its face as the shadow slithers across the sand like an intoxicated snail. the raven slowly gets to its feet and looks around. approaching from a distant dune is a blinding white figure, cloaked from head to toe. PBJ

#78

waves violently trash through the air, and comes back down as sand. the ground begins to rip away and beckons for the boat to join. falling lifelessly through the air, the boat crashes down into a million shards of spherical glass. the shards hit the glowing orange sand and melt instantly. the raven bounces upon the top of a sand dune. PBJ

#77

an explosion of light and sound erupts through the darkness. vortexes of black silk shadows are blown through the air as the new tribal chants echo from all around. screams of light knife through the rocks, shattering them into millions of particles that rain down upon the water. in one fluid motion the water hangs upon the top of its arc, then accelerates back to where it came from. waves violently thrash the boat.

#76

the echos amplify energetically. bands of color spread through the water, distorted by the turbulent noise. the sound becomes louder and louder as the boat moves along the course. vibrations ripple through the ravens feathers. BPJ

#75

the boat creeps through the now darkness. blackness so thick, the raven can feel it constricting its chest. the blackness moves in swells, like the tide washing upon a beach shore. echos vibrate into metal hums. PBJ

#74

a golden serpent sheds through the water; unhinges its mouth and swallows the stalagmite. the flies in terror attempt to flee but fall short. a spiderweb of violet vapor shoots through the air, the flies hiss in agony as their bones explode into a magnificent pulse of red that coats the walls. without hesitation, a new batch of flies moves in to feed off of the fallen. PBJ

#73

inside the gates, the mouth opens to a sickly display of flies clung to the wall of carcasses. they feed off the virus of mangled corpses that scream in terror. the fecal matter crawls down the flies and off the cliff's face, forming below stalagmites. PBJ

#72

the boat calmly cuts through the blackness and enters further into the mouth of the cave. jellyfish like eyeballs effortlessly swim through the moister in the air leaving electric blue exposure trail wakes behind. around the bend a virus of orange light spills through a massive vertical crack of opening gates. PBJ

#71

heat begins to radiate through the depths of the water, pulsing a strange whale's moan of pain; it cuts through the raven's ears like a breath of wind. the boat calmly enters the cave. a faint reflection reveals a moon that appears to be constructed of leathery skin. it boils with pain as it oozes a crimson liquid. PBJ

#70

the liquid begins to vibrate. a faint pulsing quickly hastens as ripples emit now in a haste, they dance with energy as they move from their origin. luminescent foliage peaks through the lingering atmosphere. PBJ

#69

kaleidoscopic colors pulse through the boats wake. the vibrations tease the walls, revealing massive rib-caged formations of stone. the sternum is lined with stalactites that drip crimson, which collects into a serum. PBJ

#68

the boat calmly knifes through the blackness of mirrors and a lifeless mist. metal echos can be heard through the lethargic air. the raven nervously looks around as if in search of a pursuer. PBJ

#67

entwined in electrified pulses of searing heat, the raven will journey through the lonely bellows of the whale's moans. The new journey has begun. PBJ

#66

when the desert's raspy echo summons the ravens to the violet veins, the weathered beach will cry and the streams of red will flow through the air like silk. PBJ

#65

when the blast silences the wash, the tubes will unwind the mountains mouth, and the ravens will summon through the ether. PBJ

#64

when the six-legged alter summons the outbreak; sparks of contagions will slither through the bones like music. PBJ

#63

when the raven's echos cut through the waves, shattering into thousands of origami cranes, the summer city sky will carve through the tin of whispers. PBJ

#62

all through the earth, the falling stars will shower the waves of tendril energy, while the geometric clouds shape the suns spawn into gaseous pockets of lust for the ravens to knife through. PBJ

#61

when the blue slips through the barren desert's second sun, the creatures will lurk through the shadows in search lost souls. PBJ

#60

when the snow creeps through in iron screeches, the ice will pulse through the trees veins. the calmness will ensnare all the living creatures until the waves come again. PBJ

#59

when the raven is swimming through the crystal waters, the sting rays will salute. PBJ

#58

when a woodchuck chucks some wood, make sure to chuck it back or he will continue a chuckin. PBJ

#57

when the door cracks open and the wallpaper melts from the walls, the ravens will howl through the red. PBJ

#56

when the new light breaks away, the eyes will stare into the void and the electrical water will warm the foreign lands. PBJ

#55

when the snail whispers to the hollow moon ribcage, the gold light will breach through the red. PBJ

#54

when the otherworldly hail of knowledge passes through the pine, the ships will be waiting to take it ashore. PBJ

#53

when the clouds of particles shower out of the nox orb, the train cars razor sharp screeches can be heard through the blades of grasshopper grass building up to deafening pulse of motivation. PBJ

#52

when the ravens cut through the ocean spray, riding the storm, the whales moans will guide them through the frogs metronome bring the night into the calm. PBJ

#51

when the acidic life force of moans breach through the sponge, infecting hope. the stars will shower their gold light down onto the waves, vaporizing the sinister machine. PBJ

#50

when the ravens are flying high and the angler fish are swimming low, there will be balance. PBJ

#49

when the corkscrew eyelids blink through the friction paper sky, the seeds of hope will blink open to spawn a white raven with crimson wings. PBJ

#48

when the night is drained by the warmth of the raven's jet steam, the clay faced fish will cruise through the pours of the city's face. PBJ

#47

when the sidewinder winds rip through the pelts of ice the fires from the blue will melt the sky. PBJ

#46

when the ravens float on the ever changing ocean of dreams the violet atmosphere will fuse through all time. PBJ

#45

when the grain of sand dribbles through the pours of broken glass, the refractions of red will pierce through the open soars, and the ocean of white ravens will pulse through the atmosphere. PBJ

#44

when the snail whispers to the asphalt blanket, the tumbleweeds will listen. PBJ

#43

when jellylegs rain through the cmyk, the rgb turtles will fight back with lava milkshakes. PBJ

#42

when the mask is pulled off the cholla, the ribcage of syrup will numb the prosthetic faces that gaze upon. the ravens will convulse in dance, while the rattlesnakes play their maracas to the music. PBJ

#41

when the ground gives way to a red hour glass, the planets will siphon through the raven's eyes and sound will pierce through the tidal waves of tendrils. PBJ

#40

when the lens flare pierces through the glass of a thousand nights of violence a strange calmness will vibrate across the dunes of milk and the ravens will erupt into glowing fireflies that lead the way through the night. PBJ

#39

when the night creeps across the desert's veins, the ravens will be waiting for the stars to rain down their fruit. PBJ

#38

when the ravens are flying through the particles of decaying flesh, the lepers will leap from all around to drag them under the waves. the journey will be long and hard. PBJ

#37

when the ravens are flowing through the glass streets, the water will flow into caves of turtle feet. PBJ

#36

when the ravens are swimming through the sand dunes of clouds the kazoos will be blowing a funky beat for all to dance to. PBJ

#35

when the ravens are flying low the dead of night will rise to great them with a kiss. PBJ

#34

when the respirators murmur/ the howling ravens will drink the ground slugs that will rain down beneath. PBJ