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Safe Passage, Kate Light
Her candle burned at both ends.
The Idea is the Fleeting Ghostly Fish Kate Light that's lit up in the world of fathoms-deep; announcing its arrival with a swish that makes the waters murmur in their sleep. There always blooms that steady stream of snow like plankton fallout in the sea of brain, from which you snitch a thought not yes not no; but Something from the world's incessant rain. The ghostly fish that's lit up from within, and bright enough to catch your eye that sweeps the depths, or reaches, or the narrrow place; its luminescence gets beneath your skin, and cheers you when it finds your tearstained face. And if you mimic it or rise to match its pace, then you become the company it keeps.
I would like to thank all those who have ordered the Instructional Video for painting with Alcohol Inks. Little did we know there would be so much interest, and so many orders. I hope to have Part II available soon. Stay tuned, and may the inks be with you.