The Wanderer

The wanderer is a strange creature. Molded by the gods in the shape and white purity of an angel, it never really accomplished the function it was meant for. Incapable of love, compassion or any form of empathy, it was eventually banished to the places of the demons. But even there, it could not fit and stood apart from everything, focused inward, flawed in every possible way, defying even the probability of its own existence. While angels and demons were created with intense and opposite characteristics, the wanderer appears to be doing nothing, except to exist, a constant reminder of pointlessness in a pointless Universe, an unanswered question in a world full of answers… In time, the white garments and wings had covered in dust and it was only then that its true function was revealed to the gods. The wanderer is the engine of entropy, the slow destroyer, gradually transforming every pattern of order back to original dust, a frightening proof of an implacable Universe.

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The Wanderer with the description I gave in the Angels and Demons issue of the Project Magazine a thematic art magazine from Greece (the English version will be online soon).
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