The Tilda Beast was getting into the prop tray I set up in the living room. I decided to move the tray outside in an area I thought would be okay.
Turns out it was not okay. Everything burned under the heat of the California sun. It also did not help I failed to check in on them. It’s not due to the fascination and joy this little hobby has brought me. It was my own mental crap that lead me down the vortex of doom and gloom. I am still in the spiraling chaos of depression.
On the bright side (there always is something) I get to go back to Home Depot and loot some more!
Ashley Curtis Frink 