Atlas holds the world on his shoulders, Atlas is the reason why you enjoy temporary respites and luxuries in between your personal hardships, Atlas does not feel envy that you aren't picking the pace like he for he is to busy holding that globe up

I am beginning to wake up, wake up i will and wake up i shall.

Sit me, sit me upon my rightful throne of this great but humble land of the north-east, sorrounded on all sides by oppurtunistic serpentmen, the eagle shall awaken and soar the skies,freedom!

there was something creatively typed up about this image, but instead i will let you find the meaning of it and create your own story with it. that is all

his power grows every single day,

he sits upon his rock, looking up at the perennial star to lament on the perennial truth,

SerpentOS is Initialized, load up the soul gem sorter program.

Man of Atlantis, whose blood is of a serpent, it is time for you to repair the 7 pillars of your empire and do your best to put the eagle back in its place. the sinking empire relies on you!

isn't that lovely, another book burning in gamejolt.

Been working lately on lots of 'behind-the-scenes' boring stuff that no one really cares about, so here’s a guy playing the sax for some reason.

#screenshotsaturday

Shoobies leave a sticky trail of mucus in their wake, which can impede movement for any creature that steps in it.

Here's a peaceful little forest scene for this #screenshotsaturday, from the beginning of the game.