Stuck on the opposite sides of a glass... something? Unable to go through, not enough force in their tiny snail bodies to even scratch the surface. The only thing left to do is what they do best - crawl. Crawl, possibly forever, not taking eyes off each other for eternity, if that is how long it takes, hoping that one day the glass will end and they will finally grant each other a slimy embrace of love. The truest kind the snail's little heart can give. But for now they have to crawl patiently. So close, yet so far.
Commodore 64 palette (not all, obviously) plus transparency. |