Ambient

A fatigued aura blankets the household, and the tranquility slowly creeps towards her. Before she knew it, her sparkling eyes begin to melt into their sockets, and a blanket of skin covers the glass-like surface. His almond-shaped eyes blink at a mile per minute, and his eyelashes capture the light and radiate with immense emotion. The ripple of those fluttering wings tickled her porcelain cheek. Goodnight. Up, up, up all the way into the heavens they drift.


d r e a m.

% Lets make a story.
& # @ Play a game.
* # $ I\'ll type one word
$ ( ! and you type another
@ & ^ and we create a story.</i>

One-day-I-was-tipsy-and-a-wonderful-shade-of-gold-crept-down-upon-an-angel-who-smiled-and-swept-me-off-my-feet-unfortunately-she-was-too-manly-and-stinky-so-I-winced-and-I-quickly-blinked-she-twinkled-stinkily-as-a-boy-who-faintly-showered-many-rocks-onto-the-crotch-he-then-the-donkey-kicked-and-bucked-his-bye.

## And it all disappeared.