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Hello dear fans, watchers, and random visitors of DELVE! :wave:

We just wanted to let you know that we are still alive and kickin' - life just has been so busy for many of us that we have not yet managed to get fully in gear for the new issue.

BUT we are planning for it, and the individual team members are crafting their contributions like busy bees! :#1:

So hang on, I cannot yet say when the new issue will come out, since we are right in the middle of tackling everything together, and the stress Christmas times are ahead of us. However, we plan for a release either end of this year or very early in the new year. Stay tuned! :P
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thredd Oct 28, 2013  Student General Artist
yes i can dig it.
lintu47 Oct 7, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
free-to-be-Gee Oct 16, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist

OOPS I meant to put this here.

Thanks for the DELVE shout out, girl. I love deviantART!

lintu47 Oct 17, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
    No problem :heart:
free-to-be-Gee Oct 16, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
Thanks for the DELVE shout out, girl. :dalove:
Wonderful! Thank you so much! :heart:
lintu47 Oct 10, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
    My pleasure :happybounce:
patchwork narrative - Creature




If this planet were destroyed, would I go out with it?
Would I float in dark space, horribly starving, eternally
conscious? Where would my mind go? What would fill
my unmarked time? Have I enough bearable memories
to loop into a self-contained movie? Maybe I could
create an epic mythology, ever evolving. I could abandon
reason to fantasy, assume precepts, deny unbound
Here, in man’s domain, there is no room for emptiness,
no dearth of boundaries.
I define a space underground, bound by concrete,
brick, dead wood, living mold, tiny insect homes, must,
dust, bits of broken history. No sign or scent of human
occupation. I memorize routes from several directions.
Another forgotten part of this unruly city, never repaired
after disaster. Uncared for, ignored even by indigents,
left for dead. Perhaps someone with imagination will
reclaim this land, but not today. I can assume safety
for awhile.
Meanwhile, I have still hours of open night.
I visit familiar neighborhoods, watch same old scenes with
their twists for standard variation.
It is said that the world is very old, mankind a young player.
Yet, look at this rut, this rot, this silly perambulation.
The old gods must be bored into cruelty, high irony where
they can pry it in.
In some of my fantasies I conjure a world better off without
them. All the nonhuman creatures, the natural formations,
the supernatural sprites, gods, demon hunters, have no real
need of mankind. We could be fine together, each just being.
The ecosystem works itself out, in its own order, in its own
Certainly we can’t count on these buffoons for entertainment.
Occasionally a vivid story is portrayed. Mostly it is tiresome
re-runs. Yet I too have learned to fear surprise. Same old can
be horribly tedious. New can destroy what little seems like
sanity. Stories repeat for good reason. Stability can be so rare.
Some kind of rock to cling upon, to fashion into home, feels
My instinct now sets me in direction of the hunt. Soon I will
contemplate cleaning house, to groom my new found room,
make it presentable for guest. Or maybe I still have time to find
a hideaway less squalid.
Right now I sense and track a victim who won’t be missed.
The memories that haunt me laugh. My forming plans pause.
I am creature of the night.
PizzaPotatoNBacon Apr 2, 2013  Student General Artist
One of these days...
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