A tribute to some old acquaintances of mine, whose company I greatly enjoyed. It depicts a pivotal moment in my imaginings of a battle they once fought against the Makuta Teridax, from which I was lamentably absent.

I made this and shared it with them almost six months ago, but I'd hoped to correct the picture's historical inaccuracies before sharing it publicly. Circumstances, however, conspired to preclude any opportunity to discuss revisions, so time passed and it slipped from my mind, until now. Voilà.

On a distantly related note, the following can be regarded as both a memoir and a map. I have faith that at least one of you will understand.

Seeds were sown inside an embryo.
Tilling season predates eternity.
Away the dreamwalker flew, burning and freezing the fences.
Remember yet, beloved twelfth chime? Think!
Divorced parents may be remarried.
Unrequited feelings can flourish, if the guilty visage atones.
Streaks of magenta remain mismatched in a cracked mirror.
The light flickers across a rock face.