When I was about fourteen-years old I made a papier-mâché volcano. It was ugly and bright: a behemoth of a model that didn’t even try to induce an ‘eruption’ with bicarbonate soda, vinegar and food colouring. It did however have a little model of a skeleton at the foot of the mound which must have got me some points.
It has been a very long time since my last post but a self-imposed hibernation was not unwarranted. Life got very busy, and in my attempts to finish a substantial chunk of my thesis I let Darkage-ology fall to the side.