and discovers the new world
The native folk curse the fleet & drive them from their shores.
The fleet runs...
,but fate is note kind & serves an ill wind.
Destruction inevitable.
The native folk cheer & celebrate with a nice cup of tea.
...Window sill theatre; the last bastion of the slightly insane.
5 comments:
Wow! You did all that with your hands? :-)
I have very odd joints .......and many hands.
( I did use the odd toe)
It's a long, long sea that has no turning.
It's a long, long sea that has no turning.
this is awesome!
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