“Before you on the bridge into the loft is a pale white horse. It’s neighs once then twice before turning around and disappearing from sight. Investigation would yield nothing as the horse has seemingly vanished into thin air”
I fear I may be losing my wits in ways other than the aches and undefinable geometries that do not leave me. In any haphazard attempt, I have recorded what has seemingly transpired upon one of my many strolls from both ends of the skyway. My very mind has sought to betray me with the vision of something so painfully close to anything beyond the nightmare. No matter my attempt to give chase to the animal, I could not catch it. Has it been so long that the lines between memory and my grim reality are blurred, oh, I will not find mercy. - Edgar
What the hell is going on in there.
:( garden didn't like horsey horse maybe he likes the WRONGED little tiny things but TOO BAD/SO SAD [ >:( ] because the thinkthinkthink down below keeps KILLING AND INVERTING THEM
talk-sayer NURSE query:: REMOVE MIND-INSANITY, offers GRATITUDE and GIFTS AND SMILES :)))))))) recipient SATELITTE









