Fateful nightmare – Fateful tale

A machine of flesh appreached an old man looking for a friend. The old man was scared of the machine so he shot at it. Its gore was spread across the ground as it pleaded for mercy. Yet the machine was still shot at, and even with its core ablaze it kept trying to make a friend. The old man realizing his mistake rushed to hug the machine as it burned down. Its skull of metal was now revealed, it stared at my soul while i wasn’t even there. Then it exploded killing itself and the old man.

This nightmare started my career in art.