I'm not going to lie, with the bright islands of orange leaping out from all that the blue, it's a little hard to look past the fruit of Steve LeCouilliard's 012. I mean, there's obviously quite a lot going on here, but it's tough not to get your eye caught. For one thing, I'd love to know what those three men are talking about down below, but then again, those oranges are calling my name...
1 - A man sits at a dining table, writing with quill and ink by candlelight (the actual candle is off-panel). He is focused on his writing.
2 - The man continues to write, but the light has gotten dimmer. He squints to see his words.
3 - The light is dimmer still, to the point that it's getting hard to see. The man looks up towards his light source, an exasperated look on his face.
4 - On a turtle walking along the table top with a lit candle on its back. The turtle has walked down the length of the table to a bowl of oranges, having already taken a bite out of one. Pausing mid-bite, the turtle looks up and back towards the man.
MAN (off-panel): Can you not wait five minutes?