The Hard Part

[escapedwheel]

Even though he's not in control of the body, Gabriel shares in the precognitive trance. Each image lingers only for a moment, only for as long as it takes to scrawl it on paper, but it hits with a clarity and intensity that suggests it's trying to make up for a lifetime's worth of vision.

The corkscrew landscape.

The fizzing, spitting hands. Mere paint can't hope to convey their brightness.

Then, in a rush, it is gone.