Friday, October 23, 2009

The Bad Way

There are door moors first, if your ticket is faulty they'll take it away. So far, only I am allowed passed Myself because it was granted to me, because I understand what they mean and why the phantasms want out.

The Bird Moor's feathers all feel like a pinecone. The Snake Moor's scales feel like a blacktop pavement.

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