Oct 19, 2012

Moke and Smirrors

Maybe we should have listened to the fish.

... And put some serious miles between us and the Reef. The waters around town grew cloudy with nameless oxides and nitrates, dark clots hovering low in a thickening brownish mist.

My little brother, ever the dauntless hero, wanted to explore.

An imaginary city of Atlantis by Hungarian artist Géza Maróti.
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