Portal of Bitmap | Z▲C, 2025. “Then you'll feel your cheek scratched... A little kiss, like a crazy spider, Will run round your neck... And you'll say to me : "Find it !" bending your head —And we'll take a long time to find that creature —Which travels a lot...”

Portal of Bitmap | Z▲C, 2025. “Grimacing shadows of evening, Those snarling monsters, a crowd going past Of black wolves and black demons.”

Portal of Bitmap | Z▲C, 2025. “Then you'll feel your cheek scratched... A little kiss, like a crazy spider, Will run round your neck... And you'll say to me : "Find it !" bending your head —And we'll take a long time to find that creature —Which travels a lot...”