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Best Shell from my last dream tonight. It was made of old green metal or stone, cracked a little, and full of cobwebs. I inspected it to make sure it was safe to use, and it was. What use means, I can't remember, but must be to do with escaping the dangerous land we were in.
Been a while since I've drawn my characters, Tiril and The Dog. 💀
Another dream place, a lake by night, a small cove, bright light from our van. I was part of a team here to catch rare mayflies in the water, and illustrate them. A lot of drawing in pencil and wading, dipping in, trying to catch the quick insects swimming white over brown rocks.