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Abandoned Lookout

I’ve just upgraded my Artrage program and doodled the above digital oil painting of an abandoned building that looks as though it is about to topple into the turbulent sea.

I have no idea what the building is, nor why it is so close to the water’s edge, although maybe it was used for boats to come and go in calmer times. Perhaps it was an early lighthouse or lifeboat station. Don’t know.

I just swirl the colour around and see where it takes me! I suppose that is another way of saying I go with the flow.

Strength Light Hope

Strength ~ Light ~ Hope

O’er distant lands
And through clear blue skies
Zephyrs of hope swirl expectantly
Lit by the light
Of a thousand dreams
That dance in anticipation
The belief holds firm
That whatever is thrust upon us
Will not defeat us
Will not bring us down
And will make us stronger together
Even through days
Separated by an attempt of fear
To take away control
And drive us apart
Strength from dreams
Lit by the light from a simple smile
Powers us all
And moves us forward
~ Together ~

Keep strong. We’re getting through this.


There was a young man called Tom
‘Oo into the Galaxy had gone
With guidebook in hand
‘E visited land after land
Lifts hitched through the use of the thumb!

Pendantry of Wibble set a little Hitchhiker’s Guide To The Galaxy challenge in honour of Towel Day on 25th May. This is my post in response!

My towel maybe somewhat misplaced, but by Jiminy I’m doing what I can to find it!

Superhero Shorts: The Cloud

With the alarm box wires cut, Finger Bones forced open the door. He smiled as he heard the familiar sound of silence. He stomped through the back of the bank towards the vault. The night security guard appeared at the end of the corridor, and Finger laughed as he sprayed him with his neutralising rayspray. The guard could only watch on, the rest of his body frozen, as this invader opened the vault door and disappeared inside.

A moment later, the guard watched again as Finger emerged from the vault carrying a single folder. “Good evening, Seb!” Smirked Finger as he passed the immobilised guard. From where the guard stood, he could see Finger get into a waiting car outside and speed away. A couple of minutes later, the neutralising ray’s effects wore off, and the guard was able to run to the door. The car was nowhere in sight, so he returned to his office to raise the alarm, closing the vault door on his way passed.

“It’s Seb from security,” Seb called the duty manager first, as is the bank’s protocol in these events. “We’ve been hit. Finger Bones. He just took a file, nothing else. It’s as though he knew where the file was. It’s as though he knew me!”

After the call, Seb walked to the back door of the bank to try to close it securely. Footsteps on the road behind startled him and he turned around quickly, coming face to face with the unmasked avenger, the Cloud.