Daily Random Artwork
Into the deep Shadow, your inner light must withdraw, young one.
From the encroaching Shadow, flee swiftly you must, young one.
A wounded horse can still pull the carriage, Watson. Apply the tourniquet and move swiftly before nightfall.
We have found the mastermind, Watson. Strike decisively, but do not expect London to reform overnight.
Use your phone flashlight to find snacks.
Your bright kyber crystal, in quiet silence you must shroud, young one.
The eclipse must end, my friend. Step forth and claim the leverage you have quietly built in darkness.