Tuesday, September 12

Newmadicts of Bleumere Royo

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It poked from the earth – down in the borderland’s mists where even sunray darely visited. Here in Mythwerld where whisps hung like spells and The Meki had long since sunk into the dank bogs… It lay there, a last above ground clawing of the Pumpmaster’s madness… A still pneumatic threat to all who came too near.

Imagine, even my Bombi guide was terrified as I took this picture just an instant before we smelled the sound of…

META: 6/27/06, 12:31: Canon 20D, Camera Raw, ISO 400, 17-85 mm lens at 30 mm, 1/100 at f/8. Processed in PS CS2 v.9.

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