The Gloominous Doom By Brian Froud

“The Gloominous Doom” by Brian Froud

Let me introduce an old friend of mine. In the dark depths of depression, the Gloominous Doom despairs and moans, “I Can’t do it,” slump shouldered, his wings leaking drips of light. He holds the globe of clear thinking unexamined behind him. The globe contains all his lost hopes, turned heavy with his pessimism. “It’s too late now,” he sighs wearily. “It’s all behind me now.”

Ask him to toss that hope forward, where it becomes a perfect sphere. Step into it, protected and secure in the light of clarity- and the shuffling step of the Gloominous Doom becomes the dances of the Luminous Loon.

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In the woods

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