CORVUS

Baba clenched his fists, getting ready to practice his world famous fist painting style. He had to make sure to get himself prepared, and ready for the Intergalactic Artistic Forms Tournament. A little birdie informed him that even the all time world’s greatest and most famous original fist painting style artist, Kaya, would be present for this year’s tournament which would be live streamed across the entire Milky Way Galaxy— from Mercury to well, even, Pluto.

Baba took a deep breath, and sighed. He had been at it before the crack of dawn. But now he needed to take some time to relax, and make his way to the nearest milkshake station that had just opened up on Mars. He heard that they were out of this world! Eh, Baba hoped so. He was going to actually have to leave Earth’s atmosphere to go and enjoy a glass of milkshake on Mars.

As Baba made his way over to his solar and hydro powered spaceship like vehicle—he heard the sound of a bird -cawing in the distance. He began to slowly trot toward his car, and then the moment he wanted to take a seat in it~ he began to feel the ground shake under his feet. He tried staying a bit still for a short while, but his eyelids began to close, and he thought he had finally caught a glimpse of the bird that had been making so much noise. Also, the bird had transformed into a tall looking form that was covered in a long, & scarlet robe.

Later when Baba at last regained some form of consciousness, he felt his body was all out of sorts. When his eyes finally adjusted to the bright lights which were shining down on him…he noticed that he was strapped to an operating table.

Baba swayed his body. Doing his best to shake himself loose from the metal chains that had been placed around his wrists, ankles, including his neck. He was feeling super dizzy. He wanted to cry out for help. Alas, his voice seemed to be totally lost, or gone. As if it had been whisked away from his throat.

Baba scanned the room, and blinked his eyes. Then he spotted it, again. This time it was still in its dark robe. It approached closer, and closer to Baba.

He let out a scream, as the thing was now only a few inches away from his visage. Baba finally mustered some courage to ask it what it wanted. The thing squinted its obsidian flaming eyes, and cackled: “Your dreams, Baba. Now sit back, and relax. This will hurt me much more than it will you.’’ It replied while it began to slide a scalpel around Baba’s noggin.

#CORVUS. 06.25.2026