Sparks and Embers

The infernal, fatal fire engulfing an entire city block and the gentle sunflower both give off bright southwestern colours. They are like a brightly-painted transom supporting an old outhouse. They are a remnant of a bygone age, in which you could languish or perish and it was all the same.

Anticipation

An orchestra of hellish yowls floods the cemetary. A curious headstone with a dome imitating the Taj Mahal invites the wary visitor nearer. Underground a vampire drinks a potent mix of blood and sophistry as he anticipates his next feeding.