The bloodcatcher was finished up and mounted beneath Hearth, but we didn't get the chance to burn it with that in place before the desert. The time had already come to break it down and put it in crates for its trek accross the country.

Forklift and farewell. The next time we'd see this heart would be on a dry lake bed in northern Nevada. The driver had fun on his CB radio trying to explain what it was that he was hauling. Some art thing..

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