The past is summoned, bleeding into the present, concentrating and stacking on top of the preexisting, developing nation. The ancients and their civilizations, to this day, sway humanity in unseen ways.
 
So, I discovered the foxglove plant and I decided to have the next couple of illustrations focus on it. A bundle of them, standing together, reminded me of towers, so, I turned them into towers. The challenges here made be fall back on portraying a sort of singularity. The familiar is certainly far more comfortable than the new.