One by one the silhouettes marched past like images trapped between mirrors, multiplying and changing as they walked on. Feathery, clawed, beaked, toothy forms emerged from might-have-been worlds, and joined the procession of even wilder tangents of tangent timelines.
Occasionally one locked eyes with her, staring from across the fractal haze of divergent worlds with a piercing gaze that only thinking beings could wield.
All the time, echoing across her thoughts and threatening to shatter her mind like a fragile glass egg was the music; that rolling melody, the eternal whistling paean to the Mind of God.
I like the long thin digits on the one second from the left, it's like an aye aye's, and the unusual outline the extra elongated bone & joint on the front legs give the one fourth from the right.
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Oh, and can my characters and yours be friends?