"I remember that tree!" Reggie proclaimed to the robot pointing at the monstrous Aggovanchia tree Protruding from the remnants of a building . "the way out is just across this bridge." The weary Coyote rushed across followed but the clattering bot. the roaring waters below looked Surreal and painted as they whipped and turned through the ruins of the once great city. Reggie pause for a moment to observe the waves of the rapids as they slowly brought him to a hypnotic gaze. he stood there for a near ten minutes being drawn to the beauty like the Sirens that once lured sailors to death in the old tales back home "Flood, High, Go, Now." said the eager robot.

Reggie snapped from his hypnosis and began to walk across the Rickety sky-walk. Echos of crumbling off in the distance reminded him of the condition of the city and persuaded him to quicken his pace towards the building at the other end. the sounds of decay muffled by the roaring waters made its self apparent to the coyotes's ears when a building up stream lost its balance and like so many others fell to its water grave, sending a shock through waters.

as the wave traveled, it clashed against the support beam of the crossing.
a sudden crack like a bolt of lighting left a pit in the stomach of the tired coyote. "RUN!" yelled Tik as they bound towards the entrance. the bridge began to shake as the sections began to collapse. "We're not going to make it!" Reggie struggled to spout out. as the bridge came to an end he noticed that the building's entrance was blocked by a one way door "GAHHHH" he angerly yelled before jumping and latching him self to the wall like the vines that riddle the city-scape. he trust out his arm to catch the padded clamp of the friendly guide follwing close behind. as the bot leaped forwarded and grabbed hold of the adventurer's blistered hands Reggie ground his teeth from the agonizing pain. The odd shape of the clamps crushing Reggie's fingers he swings the heavy automaton back and fourth till he gained enough momentum to fling him onto the roof. he clatters and rolls to a stop before jumping to his shocks to rescue the dangling architect. after he climbed to safety he laid on his back staring up at the dark Ixian clouds.


"beauty is dangerous...."


this is going to be a progress piece

just sounds like fun to do. I'm going to take my time with this one to see how much of a difference taking my time has an effect on my art