3D Printing with BeesMore Like This
How awesome is this? Dewar's (the whiskey brand) created an ad campaign that used bees as a "3D printer" ...or as they called it "3-B printing." They created shells of the sculpture they wanted to create and let 80,000 bees loose inside of it. Over time, the bees created beautiful honeycomb sculptures.
Nice work Dewar's and the agencies behind the campaign, Sid Lee New York and The Ebeling Group!
Enter Ayralef - Part XIVAFTER THE BATTLEMore Like This
Working in the kitchen of the convent was like taking a stroll down memory lane for Lea Landau.
Right now, several hundred citizens of Angkora sat in the cafeteria, having a hot meal to not only fill their stomachs, but to take their minds off of what was going on outside. They were safe under the barrier, but many still had relatives and friends out there fending for themselves. To take their minds off of their worries, it was decided food would help restore a little bit of normalcy and calm. And that was why Lea was now here. She had volunteered to help wash dishes as the regular nuns of the convent busied themselves with cooking and serving.
Very little had changed in the eight years since shed left these halls. Dishes and cups were still in the same cupboards; barrels containing meat, potatoes, and seasonal vegetables were still separated and stationed in specific areas; and the large bread oven still produced a pleasant-smelling haze that wafted through the
Enter Ayralef Part XITHE TURN OF THE TIDEMore Like This
My lord! We need to fall back! Our men are getting exhausted. Theyre starting to get cut down in greater and greater numbers. These skeletons wont stop regenerating. At this rate they will outlast us!
Corbin Landau turned to regard his second lieutenant, a Sergeant-Major named Purvis. Purvis was a Neko from the city of Bowltopia in the southeastern region of the empire. His orange and white mottled fur matched his equally orange eyes. He was older than Corbin by a good ten years, but didnt have the noble station to become an officer; thus Corbin still outranked him.
However, Corbin didnt rise to his own rank by disregarding the advice of his veterans. Are all the VIPs safely inside the citadel? he asked Purvis.
Yes my lord. All are accounted for, Purvis answered. Your orders, sir?
Tell the men to fall back to the square and set up a barricade. Try to close off the portions of the ci
Enter Ayralef VIPART VI: THE CITY COUNCILMore Like This
Lea was still reeling mentally. She stared up at Anna Demorah with a stark sense of betrayal etched on her face. A bruise was rising up on her cheek from Annas vicious strike. Lea didnt know if the tears filling her eyes were from the physical pain, or the fresh emotional scars opened up on her heart. But as much as the hit to her face had hurt, the words that followed from Annas lips were ten times as hurtful.
Why ? Lea choked.
Corbin stepped in, grabbing the redhead by the wrist. Hey! Thats enough, he didnt raise his voice, but his tone was firm. That girl is our guest here and you have no right to assault a citizen of Ur-Sagol!
Anna snatched her arm out of Corbins grip, and the soldiers escorting her cocked their rifles. One of them aimed at Corbins head. The other three formed a circle and aimed their guns at others in the room, as though they expected a war to break out any
Enter Ayralef - Part IVPART IV: THE WAY THINGS AREMore Like This
After the meal, Alastazia Lesona stood up at the lectern at the front of the cafeteria and gave a short prayer to Saint Markie, the Archangel, for the meal. After that, the nuns began cleaning up and leaving the room to go about their daily business. The two Leas and Crisis remained behind so that they could talk without interruption.
That was great! Crisis said, of the food. She patted her stomach, which bulged outward slightly from the meal. Lea, can I take a nap now?
Sure, both Leas said simultaneously before looking at one another in surprise.
Sorry. Force of habit, Lea blushed.
The other Lea smiled. I understand.
Crisis went off to another table and laid upon it, her tail hanging off the side and coiling loosely on the floor. With a quick stretch and a yawn, Crisis was asleep with typical swiftness.
Shes so much like my own Crisis, its crazy, said Lea, looking at the blo
Enter Ayralef - Part IPART I: THROUGH THE MIRRORMore Like This
It was dark in the mines. So very dark.
Lea squinted, trying her best to dig for the precious minerals in the wall of the manmade cave with her rusted pickaxe. But it was so very hard to see details in the darkness. Her masters, the Balfrezaggians, felt that their slaves needed little more than a small oil lamp to work with. While the guards carried around brightly lit torches, Lea was forced to squint in the darkness until her eyes hurt. And then, in the afternoons, they would be herded outside where her eyes hurt again, this time from the bright light of the sun.
During one of Leas swings, a rock became dislodged from the sooty mine wall and rolled down to land heavily on Leas bare foot. She couldnt see, but she could feel her skin torn open from the impact, and perhaps even the bone in her littlest toe may have gotten broken. She dropped her pickaxe and crouched down, nursing her badly hurt foot. Feeling the warm sticky wetnes