On our way to the Golden Cross we can across The Ship of Fools. We've sailed together, side by side, trying to sail away from the killing Tide.

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Most of the time I stumble upon stories in the process of creating. Most of the time I have no clue of what I'm doing, or where it is heading. Just keep going. Keep making.

And enjoy the feeling in the as long as possible. Making art is a way to escape the daily hassle. Especially when I'm not in the best shape in several ways : I can always rely on the creative process that carries me away from sorrow and pain.

(Reassembling ingredients from a previous version got me looking for new backgrounds. I found my Golden Memories fit for the job and implemented one of them into the scene.)