The bioluminescence of this creature reminds me of old summer evenings before the glow of screens replaced the fireflies.
The divine call arrives in a night-vision, yet here we are, answering the summons through the flickering electricity of a machine.
A reading from Psalms 82:7
But you will come to death like men, falling like one of the rulers of the earth.
— Psalms 82:7 (en_bbe)
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