A stoic alien figure sits in a pit with a wounded ailing worm that coils around him as his shadow. The figure has four arms. With his conscious set of arms he cradles the worm lovingly with both hands in complete acceptance of the beast's sickness. All while his awareness moves to the story of his unconscious arms. A closed artichoke is in his right hand of mercy. On the left, a blooming artichoke in his hand of justice is raised to meet the illumination of a new day's sun.