What a Clarkian-Kubrickian puzzle to present. In the midst of such random nature, trees, rocks, sky, something so distinctively...artificial...foreign...ominous...alien...Who, or rather, what made it and why? What is its purpose? Does it bring hope, or does it pronounce judgment? Like an egg, its content are currently unknown, and we may not want to be here when it "hatches". Is it Clarkian in nature, designed to further our evolution to the next stage...or Lovecraftian, an unknown and unknowable entity that doesn't care whether we live or die, only what IT desires to accomplish?
Wow, really great. I like the shape of the landslide. ... and the colors of the ball and the rock. The division is also very well made. what I don't like so much is the dark atmosphere. The trees could be more friendly to lighten up the atmosphere a little.
To give more "Magicial" feeling.
But ok, dark is nice too ;)
The deep of the Clouds are done very professional. And the ravens flying in the Backgound, well done.