'In the aphelion quarter of a dislocated spirit, loneliness conducts an army. By igniting trance spirits, charged with lights limit-broken on the cusp of sound, our heroine is borne for the twelfth time as a fold among arc greatwolves. Wisdom kicks their fear into caterpillar matrices, an abstract of shields to soften the blows of misfortune. Watch as the polonial daughter rips a codeword out of the aether and consumes it to make a trade with the cosmos: creation for survival.' A pen and ink drawing coloured digitally. 3535 x 3535 at 300dpi