He’s holding a bomb, so I’m guessing he accidentally threw one and blew up the crops where the empty tilled land is around them.
Fascinations: Unbuilt crewed space projects, phantom islands, alternate history, Muppets, Atomic Age design, weird-looking galaxies, temporary moons of Earth, languages, cartography, the Ediacaran biota, old cutaway diagrams. Canadian with malice aforethought. Baggage Books on DriveThruRPG.
He’s holding a bomb, so I’m guessing he accidentally threw one and blew up the crops where the empty tilled land is around them.
Been playing quite a bit recently after not touching it for a year or so. Hit my usual wall right around the end of Year 2 with marriage and the Mines done and just the rabbit’s foot left in the Community Centre. I’ll see if I can finally get deep into the Desert this time.
Artist: Sarah C. Andersen
My mother’s cat stares for food from one side of her chair and then, after being fed, stares from the other side of the chair because that is clearly a different kitty who has not been fed yet.
Turned into a slurry and then administered as an enema.