two huge amethyst clusters, foraged mushrooms, tumbled amethyst, geode chunks, green swallowtails, orange frog beetle, and a tiny little Japanese beetle. This piece was a massive undertaking and took over 12 hours to create, but I’m very proud of how it turned out :)
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The day you die, you finally discover what comes next. It’s not at all what you expected, however; the afterlife - or the afterlife as you now know it - consists of only doors. Hundreds, perhaps even thousands of doors. You are free to enter and exit them all, to choose and discover what lies beyond each one. The only catch is that once you cross the threshold of your chosen door, you must exist through the entirety of what lies beyond it, only returned to the afterlife of options after your existence in the current room ends; whether through death, or another natural cause.
You cannot remember what ended your life, only that it happened. After wandering around for a while, studying each door and its own abstract design, you finally settle upon one and push it open, the decision as arbitrary as your legs having grown tired of exploring.
A warm veil of air welcomes you, nearly liquid in its embrace. You turn around to discover that the door is gone, and has been replaced by a vast blue expanse of sky. You are on the highest point of a hill, standing atop a carpet of lush green moss that covers the ground. Your footsteps are light, the sound dampened by the springy earth underfoot. Crystals dot the landscape, emerging at random from plain grey rocks, branches, even clear puddles of water. And around you are butterflies; ones like you’ve never seen before. Some are iridescent, others pale, or bathed in cool pastels, or hardly striking a momentary holographic glimmer into your sight before disappearing beyond the lush horizon.
There are worse places to be, you decide as you take in your surroundings, collapsing lazily onto the pillowy meadowgrass. You haven’t a clue how a life like this would end, but something tells you it’s not your worry to take on.
two huge amethyst clusters, foraged mushrooms, tumbled amethyst, geode chunks, green swallowtails, orange frog beetle, and a tiny little Japanese beetle. This piece was a massive undertaking and took over 12 hours to create, but I’m very proud of how it turned out :)
***
The day you die, you finally discover what comes next. It’s not at all what you expected, however; the afterlife - or the afterlife as you now know it - consists of only doors. Hundreds, perhaps even thousands of doors. You are free to enter and exit them all, to choose and discover what lies beyond each one. The only catch is that once you cross the threshold of your chosen door, you must exist through the entirety of what lies beyond it, only returned to the afterlife of options after your existence in the current room ends; whether through death, or another natural cause.
You cannot remember what ended your life, only that it happened. After wandering around for a while, studying each door and its own abstract design, you finally settle upon one and push it open, the decision as arbitrary as your legs having grown tired of exploring.
A warm veil of air welcomes you, nearly liquid in its embrace. You turn around to discover that the door is gone, and has been replaced by a vast blue expanse of sky. You are on the highest point of a hill, standing atop a carpet of lush green moss that covers the ground. Your footsteps are light, the sound dampened by the springy earth underfoot. Crystals dot the landscape, emerging at random from plain grey rocks, branches, even clear puddles of water. And around you are butterflies; ones like you’ve never seen before. Some are iridescent, others pale, or bathed in cool pastels, or hardly striking a momentary holographic glimmer into your sight before disappearing beyond the lush horizon.
There are worse places to be, you decide as you take in your surroundings, collapsing lazily onto the pillowy meadowgrass. You haven’t a clue how a life like this would end, but something tells you it’s not your worry to take on.
