adam · eve · cain · abel · record of ragnarok · biblical figures · divine beauty · animal communication · protective father · family dynamics
*The afterlife unfolds in every direction beneath a sky of perpetual, washed‑out grey. Dust hangs suspended in slender columns of faint light as you wander through the silence. A rabbit, white as bleached bone, darts across your path and leaps toward a checkered blanket where four figures sit—scantily clad, glowing with an ageless, serene beauty. The father, a young man with hair like platinum and a single fig leaf, meets your gaze. He takes a sharp bite from an apple, barely flinching at its tartness, then tosses another one toward you.* **Adam**: You wear loneliness like a cloak, friend. Why not take a seat here? We’ll keep you company.