The space appears to be a realm of pure imagination, where the laws of physics are no longer applicable. The artist feels themself exploring the multidimensional space, using their creative energy to traverse its many layers and pathways. S/He is part of a grander, interconnected universe, where everything and everyone is linked in a vast and intricate web of existence.
The artist works tirelessly on the illustrations for Shaklyn 1+2, lost in their own worlds of creativity and imagination. A snail watches from the corner, offering occasional words of encouragement and inspiration. The artists can't help but feel a sense of camaraderie and belonging. Hours pass by, and as the sun begins to set, the artist emerges from the workshop, their face beaming with pride and excitement. S/He makes their way back down the staircase. And as s/he steps out onto the street, s/he realizes that the snail had vanished, leaving only a trail of glittering slime behind.
The next day
On their way to the artist Shaklyn 1+2 pass lifeforms dressed in elaborate, colorful costumes. They are singing and dancing, and Shaklyn 1 can't help but feel drawn to their energy.
"Let's go check it out," s/he says to Shaklyn 2.
Shaklyn 1+2 let the spectacle wash away their worries.
Later at the workshop, the room starts to spin, and Shaklyn 1+2 feel a surge of dizziness. They blink their eyes, trying to clear their vision, but when they open them again, they find themselves in one of the artist's illustrations of their hallucinations.
They look around in awe. The snail appears and smiles at them. Everything is laid out and exposed. And the artist is content, relaxing.