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It was not often that a person yet living was allowed to visit the realm of dreams, let alone the source itself. The Tree of Dreams had been created at the beginning to govern the ebb and flow of the dreaming. In its leaves it held all possibilities, all combinations of probable and improbable. The heights of delirium and the depths of despair were intertwined in its branches and scattered into the wind to reach their dreamers. Most importantly, the tree was tied to all sentient beings in all the realms of existence. That was the key to finding his mother. He just had to figure out which dream had been created for her and follow the leaf to find her.
The Three Sages who had helped bring him here had neglected to teach him how to commune with the tree, let alone sift through the billions of dreams without going mad in the process. He walked around the tree for hours looking for a way to unlock its secret but found nothing other than the gentle swaying of its colorless branches upon a ghost wind which never touched his skin. Time had no meaning in this place. Hours became days which turned into years. As the decades wore on, he lost himself in a sea of abstract vastness as he watched the ghost wind carry away the leaves into the aether. For the first time since he started this long journey he began to feel despair.
He had once lived under the light, trusting and believing that faith would guide him through life. That belief had been torn asunder with the violent abduction of his mother and he had since scorned the light and relied only on his strength and will to overcome any obstacle. That was all irrelevant now as he felt the last glimpse of hope leave him. He was void of all emotion as he looked up at what he thought was heaven and pleaded for help as he had often done in his childhood. All at once he felt a surge of warmth that lifted up his spirit and filled him with an acute certainty that he would find his mother, and live in peace once again. He turned to the Tree of Dreams and its leaves now burned red with life as he felt dreams come in and out of being. He recalled a fond memory of his mother and was thus drawn to the singular leaf that was connected to her. He reached out and became one with the leaf as it sailed past time and space to reunite them at long last.
Regeared DB class 66 66660 heads through Lincoln Central station with the 6E54 Kingsbury Oil Sidings to Humber Oil Refinery empty tanks
The original photo was taken at Hemingway House in Key West. Photoleap was used to add elements of other photos that I have taken
GBRf Class 66/7 No. 66736 Wolverhampton Wanderers passes through Peterborough working 4E21, the 11:27 Felixstowe North – Tinsley Yard intermodal on 27 November 2024.
Loco No.4 hauls a rake of empties from the washery at Hongluchang to the colliery at Weijiagou, passing crops including peas, lettuce, onions and oil seed rape.
This is up on top at King`s Canyon in Australia`s Red Center
This sandstone here is full of fossils
I came across a couple of different lots of fossils just walking across the top here
This is a three shot stitch
The Napa Valley Wine Train is seen curving through vineyards as it runs a dinner excursion through the beautiful landscape. In charge of the train is NZE15B locomotive 1864, which arrived at the railroad in 2023 and replaced the classic FPA-4 locomotives that operated the service for many years.
Nikon F100
Tokina 20-35mm
Agfa Vista asa200 film
A shot looking through the valley at Cwm Maethlon, out for the day with Jon Baxter. Not the best light or weather but better to be outdoors than stuck inside.
It almost hurts my feelings to be so totally ignored by a bird. Almost.
Great Blue Heron following the fishies on Horsepen Bayou.
Photo by Alexandre Fernandez
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The evening STPP crew runs light through downtown Kettle Falls. The crew will pick up the loads brought south from Waneta that are currently tied down just out north of here, then head south for Chewelah. Kettle Falls, WA, 9/9/2025
Bamberg <3
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A Greater Manchester Police officers comes through a wall of flames during training at the force’s Claytonbrook training complex.
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PANO-sabotage, camera stationary but me jumping wildly around in my office. Superimposed with a deeply-zoomed BUBAR pARTicle pano of part of the dark space of the same photo.
Hammering through Llanwern on the South Wales main line is D1033 Western Trooper. The train is the 15.00 Paddington to Cardiff. Western Trooper was very easy to recognise from this end, the right hand of the cab has been patched around the lamp bracket, the weld looks as if it was done at a local tat yard rather than Swindon.
D1033 was built at Crewe works and put into traffic 17/01/1964, it was withdrawn 17/09/1976 and stayed at Swindon works until being signed off as cut 30/04/1979.
Copyright Geoff Dowling 04/06/1976; all rights reserved
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Yes folks, Bowbrick does paint xD
By request of Wyatt (Sphinx), I posted my newest mods that will be used on some figures very soon. I spent alot of time on these, and I think they turned out pretty neatly. Added are some inspirations and people who I want to see these. If you do not wish to be added, feel free to remove yourself :)
The coolest mods for me were the two brickwarriors ones shown here since I used a new technique for making trigger holes on them (they come solid, and that's why some people dislike them).
I personally prefer that the trigger guard be cut out like you see on most brickarms, but the style and excellence of the brickwarriors rifles were too good to pass up :) Hence, I got out the hole making tool on my pocketknife and started turning the tip around on the area where I wanted a hole on both sides of the gun. Sure enough, it eventually got all the way through, and it looks great! I would highly encourage customizers to try this technique on brickwarriors weapons. Don't avoid the piece-- there is always a way to make it happen!
The drybrushing is not evident in this picture, but it looks great in real life ;)
Anyway, hope you like them! Let me know your favorite one in the comments. Enjoy, and any and all feedback is much appreciated.
--Bowbrick
Along Howden Dam
The Howden Reservoir is a Y-shaped reservoir, the uppermost of the three in the Upper Derwent Valley, England. The western half of the reservoir lies in Derbyshire and the eastern half is in Sheffield, South Yorkshire; the county border runs through the middle of the reservoir, following the original path of the River Derwent. The longest arm is around 1.25 miles (2 km) in length. The reservoir is bounded at the southern end by Howden Dam; below this, the Derwent flows immediately into Derwent Reservoir and subsequently the Ladybower Reservoir. Other tributaries include the River Westend, Howden Clough and Linch Clough.
Work commenced on the dam's construction on 16 July 1901 and completed in July 1912. The chief engineer was Edward Sandeman. He was also in charge of building nearby Derwent dam and was awarded the Telford Medal in 1918 for his work ‘Derwent Valley Waterworks’. The works involved constructing a temporary village at Birchinlee, or "Tin Town", for the workers, a temporary railway line from the main line at Bamford, construction of a link aqueduct to the Derwent Dam. The dam is of solid masonry construction, and 117 ft tall (36 m), 1,080 ft long (330 m), and impounds 1,900,000 imperial gallons (8,600 kl) of water, from a catchment area of 5,155 acres (20.86 km2). The workers who died during the construction of the dam were buried in Bamford Church.
To the east of the reservoir stands Featherbed Moss, one of the highest tops in the area at 545 metres (1,788 ft), and one of several tops of that name in the area. This is not to be confused with the more well-known Featherbed Moss on the Pennine Way between Kinder Scout and Bleaklow.
So small but so beautiful :)
This one was kind of hiding in between loads of green, original photo in the comments.
"Through the window" quilt top, made with Wrenly.
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Pattern by Film in the Fridge.