Misty monster
Surrounded by a tube of clinical blue. Claustrophobia creeps closer as you race to the light. Through the damp mist, green-peaks, bathed in sunshine and flanked by the big blue, sparkle at the end of the tunnel. Focusing on the eye-of-the-needle exit, the roar of the wild slowly stills. Particles floating carelessly in the chasm between air and water coalesce all around like quicksand. And for a…
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