Art&concept by Ol Albireo
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For some time I did not see Sea. And his guest too. The last thing I saw was how a black wave covered this idiot, washing him into the sea.
Everything was ok in the camp – water, food, electricity. The Uncleans could not penetrate us. A necklace made of dark water helped to cope with the Uncleans in detours.
I tried not to be distracted from work. Not to think. Milida was getting more and more insistent, and this annoyed me. I didn’t want to offend her and didn’t want to play her flirtatious games. The head of the camp is, of course, the best couple at such a time. The most beautiful girl in the camp, of course, should belong to the boss. This is what happens in the wild. The best female goes to the strongest male. But we are people. Yes, the world threw us back to the beginning, but we are still here, why forget the best that civilization has come to. The beginning is to correct mistakes, but not to start from the beginning.
The Unclean also walked as if plunged into water. Yeah, a bad joke. The Uncleans plunged into the water – die.
Sometimes I heard the laughter of Sea or his guest.
Sometimes I saw their silhouettes.
Sometimes I wanted to go to Milida, but that would not be fair. I wanted to stay human.
AlbireoMKG, Cat in the window