An alien chief/witchdoctor inhales hallucinogenic smoke and holds the preserved skin of one of its ancestors. It hopes to "read" the skin in much the same way that a fortune teller reads the palm of one's hand, in order to receive new insight into whatever is currently troubling it.
Don't do drugs, and follow this link to read the short story I wrote around this alien: this link, here.
1 comment:
looks great! one of your best creatures (thus far I've seen in the randomly viewed blog postings of yours)
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