The Bad Guys

The Bad Guys

About this project

But then the only aspect which attrac­ted me was the distant hills in which I hoped to find sanc­tua­ry, and so I has­ten­ed on, tram­pling the myri­ad beau­ties beneath my hur­ry­ing feet. Per­ry says that the force of gra­vi­ty is less upon the sur­face of the inner world than upon that of the outer. He explai­ned it all to me once, but I was never par­ti­cu­lar­ly bril­li­ant in such mat­ters and so most of it has escaped me. As I recall it the dif­fe­rence is due in some part to the coun­ter-attrac­tion of that por­ti­on of the earth’s crust direct­ly oppo­si­te the spot upon the face of Pel­lu­ci­dar at which one’s cal­cu­la­ti­ons are being made. Be that as it may, it always see­med to me that I moved with grea­ter speed and agi­li­ty within Pel­lu­ci­dar than upon the outer surface—there was a cer­tain airy light­ness of step that was most plea­sing, and a fee­ling of bodi­ly detach­ment which I can only compa­re with that occa­sio­nal­ly expe­ri­en­ced in dreams.
And as I crossed Phutra’s flower-bespan­gled plain that time I see­med almost to fly, though how much of the sen­sa­ti­on was due to Perry’s sug­ges­ti­on and how much to actua­li­ty I am sure I do not know. The more I thought of Per­ry the less plea­su­re I took in my new-found free­dom. The­re could be no liber­ty for me within Pel­lu­ci­dar unless the old man shared it with me, and only the hope that I might find some way to encom­pass his release kept me from tur­ning back to Phutra.

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Date:  26. Mai 2014
Skills:  Objects, Urban
Client:  Gargoyles, Inc