Nothing at all, really.

I think that which keeps me from writing regularly is this complex that it's not worth writing unless it's something epic. In response, I've chosen to say basically nothing at all for this post, and just put another piece up.

"Et deux par deux, sans compter nos morts,
Qu'on laisse derrière des ébauches fanées, des secrets de carrière
Et trois par trois, dans nos coeurs essoufflés,
Des secousses se forment, on réfléchit plus tard, mais n'arrive faut rêver"
-Béatrice Martin/Coeur de Pirate

Title: The Machine and its Denizens (2007)
Size: 5x7" around image
Medium: Ink and Technical Pen
Status: FS, $50⁰⁰