All was peaceful late one Sunday afternoon when the rock broke through the ceiling of this little world.
If the rock breaking the glass wasn’t bad enough all the water from the Great Lakes came tumbling through this hole in the Universe. Just as well the matchstick men had built a drain right at the very spot where, one thousand three hundred and two years later, somebody was going to throw a rock and smash a hole in the roof of the world. My we do live in strange times.
Parts of three Artmatic Voyager renders and several original and stock photographic elements went into this little image.
Stock credits – the wall, the broken window and waterfall courtesy of CG Textures.