flax-golden tales: long fingers in dark shadows
long fingers in dark shadows They blend into the shadows but I can see their fingers. The fingers are easiest to spot, though they can be difficult to distinguish from the tree branches. I
long fingers in dark shadows They blend into the shadows but I can see their fingers. The fingers are easiest to spot, though they can be difficult to distinguish from the tree branches. I
brain The Brains didn’t bother me, probably because I knew what they were. But everyone else in town has zombies on the brain—so to speak—so I guess it’s not entirely surprising that everyone’s thoughts
the last sunflower They put a fence around the sunflower because it was the last one. The point, I think, was to protect it so eventually there would be more sunflowers and when there
watchdragon At first I thought it was a dog—a Pug, maybe—but now I’m pretty sure it’s a dragon. I tried asking when it first appeared by the gate but it doesn’t talk, it only
dirty laundry I let my laundry pile up for two weeks before I finally relented and took it to a laundromat, after leaving yet another message for the landlord about the constantly out-of-order
a room of your own I built you a hideaway. Well, fixed more than built since it was already there, but it’s for you. I hope you like it. I suppose it’s like a