“Nothing is ever as simple as it seems. At the edge of perception, weird things dance and howl.” M. H. Boroson
STRANGE WEATHER. We’re on some rocky shore and an electric fog is rolling in. We’re not sure which day of the week it is, and we can’t say for sure if it’s closer to sunrise or sundown. It all feels strange, like we’ve partied hard the nigh…
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