NOTHING GOLD CAN STAY

Another image redone, and this one I'm a fan of. The creature there is called an Eskralantialan, but you guys were kind enough to shorten that to "Eskra." He lives in a false utopia populated by creatures like himself, once-fearsome carnivores who have tipped their horns and claws with blunt jewelry.

Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower,
But only so an hour.
The leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief.
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.


-Robert Frost


2008 Hannah Rose Williams