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Second monster drawing, the praedela to the tree's pediment of the innagaddadavida/i'm not easy on my knees altar. I'll cut bait on it Monday, start on the final two the next day. Wings on the wings, fittingly enough. All work, no play, dull girl, yaddayaddayadda. I'm very tired these days and will start whining any second now if I say another word and that would be like cloud seeding. I shall just hope that I get the break through that usually comes with exhaustion- I think that's when I can no longer divert energy to the shields and my membranes become more permeable. Times like this energy is more valuable than emotion, I think.

When it's done it'll be about 12 feet high and 15 feet wide, plus the kneeler and maybe, just maybe, a rack for votive candles. In little red jars.
