The Midst of the Battle
Battle always leads to a mound of screams and sorrow.
i can definitely see this on the cover of an issue of The Magnificat before a recall and a statement. To think there are those who would call such beauty into question in the name of politicking.
it's like a depiction of some ancient scene. maybe the creation of a race of demonic "janitors" preparing to cleanse the earth of us. maybe we haven't failed. maybe they're coming to harvest us for our true purpose, canned muses or intelligent, productive slaves. plasma banks? who knows!? that's the beauty of subjective things like art.