ťħě рΛЫб ĐеΔჇΫζ & ~Ώტΐψ~⸎ ⸎ ղǎțꜷꞧȴіϮɏ ⸎ ⸨Ɽꝕꞡ⸩

UMUA WUMA

Showcasing a hidden outsider-under-web gallery of striking GIFs, Photographs, Scans and Photographs of artworks. It is an anonymous gallery, as none of the original Artist names are known, this is the internet as it wants to be known.

Curator : Jolena Zevaya

Art that inspires me

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This is a random gallery of various artworks I have collected from across the net that intrigue, inspire and make me feel good feelings about our cosmos: It's not meant to be taken too seriously, really its just a storehouse of images and animations that I can relate too and I can draw upon for whenever I am creating my own art.

(the ParoDesertWastes // ~ Ouim ~Thune - _/ ) the dry sea / _~~inner-shores)
gateway to the outer planes

ťħě рΛЫб ĐеΔჇeΫζ / ~ "Ώტΐψ" ~

~ ~ ~ ~ this is the Desert Gateway. ~ ~ > > > - the old PAro Empire, of the seocnd Era has collapsed. leaving behind the oldParo city to Dust and dunes,
the ancient Empire, turned to Ruin and lost to Sand. in the intermediate time the land was turned to Banditry, and barbarians roamed these grassy plains, mist-fogs condensed over the once, hotter Deserts. now cooled somewhat, as the Inner-Sea once more Seeps back inland. And here, now this farout
Gateway Outpost: built of Red-Desert Sandstone. .This place marks the corridor between the
ĈąƍƍƾϟϢ__ and the OuterPlains and the Lesser Jungle of dreams...

~the outpost gateway above - the land beneath sinks, into a trecherous phanthom of a pit. there may be rocky cragg y passage through the mountain - face, but the ways all over are criss-crossed with caverns, danger. the StormSalts of the dry-lake below are torn up every tide, the acrid plumes of the previous tides linger still in the sandy desert airs. There is more to this outpost... you have a sense...
and yonder into the unknowns nelow, it is worth a chance? the Inner Sun beats down on the dry sea of the UpperWorld -. Once more you are succumbed by lazyness and drought. thirst.

Jenkins, my notes here are off/ or i tell you what, theres somethin' fishy about this ere whole desert, i tell you. You know what,
i don't believe this is even the right location,
Eer'es this is the place, i assure you. Wheres Alopa?

with the Craft, doing maintenece,
the mirages city is not like this.
theres something
inside, mm. yes Eers,
there is a labyrinth, Eeres, i am sure of it.
pass the ropes...

the desert sands blow in your face, This is truly a foreboding world. the heat of the Sun laps at your skin;
Further away the howls of louder winds echo throughout the Desert valley.
A land, Beyond.
The Hums and whirrings of the Portal scatter their Irenic noises across the Stone slabs, A cold wind dries the air -
There is meaning to these GatePortals. Someother place?
The Runes glow faintly in the ever darkening evening light.
Take a chance? perhaps the Portal may lead somewhere?

Art that inspires me

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(the ParoDesertWastes // ~ Ouim ~Thune - _/ ) the dry sea / _~~inner-shores) gateway to the outer planes

ťħě рΛЫб ĐеΔჇeΫζ / ~ "Ώტΐψ" ~

(the ParoDesertWastes // ~ Ouim ~Thune - _/ ) the dry sea / _~~inner-shores)
gateway to the outer planes