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   On a planet called LUng is a decrepit town  butted up against a black and oily sea.
Its few inhabitance the Neemu are a nocturnal race. And their 2 significant suns have wove a rich tapestry of taboo and legend. The large sun Kindwan is large and old and softly burning. Distant and  dull. The second small, quick ,blinding bright  is called The Krelewan and orbits from within the thick atmosphere of LUng.

A great wide plain of volcanic glass bands the planet and tall slick slanting droons mark the trail where Krelewan's tail lashes about in sunstorm. Only the mad venture there.

It is a time of Gunganajine the "beautiful chaos". Unknown to the Neemu LUng has been chosen for the worldship Eternity museum. A vessle that houses solar systems in its hull. vast labyrinthine cities and waters in its belly.
And now this dark desert jewel in space  is preserved for its charms. Its ethers and atmospheres saved from the ravaging hunger of the great fish Vol who devours all.
Haunzuix Arkayad Omejigon was born 4 age ago,very young and strong. Yet was lifeless coming and this is why he is Omegigon.."fates puppet".  This eve he woke while light still lingered. the shutters seal broken and swung loose.
He dared look directly at Krelewan as it made its flight. Quickly looking away he found he was still blinded. Glowing purple suns were in his eyes that slowly faded,but he knew he was now marked.

His handmaiden NaJinga  woke from their bed and it swung fiercely as she rose. She had recently begun the regrowth and already she towered above him. Dutifully she washed and sprayed his Fhreware expertly. She was herself  as always fully nude and handsome. Crisscrossed with delicate scars from many lovers ,but her nohjit had grown shut long ago and they shared no mating. And as the regrowth continued she soon would heart seize. Then he would be alone and without charts. There were others.  Feral children gathering fibrous shazhmn in the chilly alleyways on their long sticks. The mad who made their pilgrimage and the solemn hooded Neemu who rarely spoke.

To the west is a vast red desert. legend speaks that the child warrior Nishymn slew the unstoppable tyrant Wra there.And prying open his heartbox to gain his strength carelessly let one drop of Wra's blood fall to the sand. The sand boiled blood red and hungered for more. Nishymn  strong as he was at last fell to his wounds  and was lost. but  his weapon, the curled black rock glass ceremonial blade Dim was found.
Neemu children are from the womb fierce.Their  backs barbed with spines that slowly pierce the mothers body. Up until adolecence when these  barbs fall off Neemu children are aggressive and are brought slowly into the ways of the docile  path of the adult.
But Haunzuiks came dead into the world as I said and was taken to the Omejigon witch to be brought back from the otherside. Those who come back are then and ever Omegigon. Sickly in his childhood he came to be mocked and cared for in an almost shamefully seperate way. He wore a thick and heavy necklace. Each bead  a single worn ivory  finger bone of his ancestors. His ancestry was as burdensome as the necklace.
LUng apocalyptic world of Haunzuix Arkayad Omejigon.
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StudioJsculpts Featured By Owner Apr 3, 2011  Professional Traditional Artist
This is so cool!!very creative!!
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ErnCer Featured By Owner Mar 27, 2011  Hobbyist Digital Artist
I'll take it as it comes then since not everything really craves structure. Still quite a thing to peer into though.
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Sleetwealth Featured By Owner Mar 26, 2011  Professional Traditional Artist
Thank you. I have some swathes of detail that make no sense or logic even.out of time,thing appear and vanish. its mostly creation myth and ritual. The main character is almost an anti character and anti hero as normal storytelling goes. And I have no plot.
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ErnCer Featured By Owner Mar 25, 2011  Hobbyist Digital Artist
That was a pretty interesting addition. It's, once again, the kind of thing that I expect to go on and on and snowball into something more. Your style of writing for this, now that I look at it again, makes for a good introduction in some ways but in another it's like jumping in to cold water while we may be left guessing at what a few things that are mentioned in your unique terms. Still, it does build a good mystique about your imagination, ideas, and the worlds. Strong stepping stones indeed.
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Sleetwealth Featured By Owner Mar 22, 2011  Professional Traditional Artist
:hug:
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smacintyre Featured By Owner Mar 22, 2011  Hobbyist General Artist
I am so glad you do share here. Your work is very thought provoking and has great emotion.
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Sleetwealth Featured By Owner Mar 22, 2011  Professional Traditional Artist
updated :)
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Sleetwealth Featured By Owner Mar 21, 2011  Professional Traditional Artist
Im trying. Im not a writer and its very hard for me to share and make structure of it. Its mostly in pieces. But I thought well if I dont put it down no one will know. And its not like Ill ever write a book and try to publish.So, Im sharing here a very personal place I escape to.
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Sleetwealth Featured By Owner Mar 17, 2011  Professional Traditional Artist
Actually I have a drawing of Haunzuix. One feature they have is an extended multi chambered throat. This is where gost is processed and stored and they can go without breathing for days. During the day atmosphere thins or evaporates in the heat by night it gels then freezes.
Their children are celebrated for their vicious warrior spirit. As fetuses they have sharp back spines exposed and growing through the birth canal.And into adolescence aggressive. But these spines fall off and they become more docile as they reach puberty.
A legendary child warrior Nishiym was said to have killed the giant called War alone and pried open his heart box to gain his strength.. Spilled heartblood made the western desert sand turn red and made the desert hunger for more as Nishiym fell of his wounds and died their as well.
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StudioJsculpts Featured By Owner Mar 16, 2011  Professional Traditional Artist
I can see this in my mind,so vivid,so many varition as to what the the inhabitants look like,Excellant writing!!
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