“E.M.P. from the mother and son  
Tore the digital down  
Dawned are the age of the innocent ones  
The indigo children
 
The indigo children come
 
Analog time piece, sky wide  
Sync to the ticker inside  
Move to the rhythm of the moon and tide  
The indigo children
 
Sirius, Venus and the lunar child  
Giggle and the flames grow higher  
Dance in a circle around a central fire  
The indigo children
 
Wine, song, food and fire  
Clothes, shelter and seed  
No more need for the old empire  
The indigo children
 
When the indigo children come”
 

 
This one took longer than I’d like to admit, mostly because this was my first time trying to define a figure without only light, whilst trying to keep it simplistic. I started the picture a few months ago and forgot about it, and picked it up a few days ago and finally finished it. Once I added the background it started turning out a hell of a lot better than I originally expected it would.