LSCAE ’24 Prompt

The lavender heart bleeds, underground souls coming to rise in decadent horror. We have morals, of greatness, of a stern train driving forward alongside its brethren. Press forward with unprecedented filth.
Garbage orange is to goblin courage as robot rage is to twinkle pie.

How do the stainless steels of our forms bear more spirit than the souls of the underground? Systems pending…systems pending…barn claw and unbrella handle something in common…ground coffee…

Finally. A barn full of tigers and fully coated seagulls as offerings to the blue, cold rings of time.