There was a squiggle in the garden yestersomething and I noticed it skipping through the squiggloop next to the golden-blue porange herbs and it stood up and said it needed a huggleberry so I gave it one and it took three and I thought what a greedy little squigglpoop and it hopped through the porange herb right into tomorrowland and now I wonder if I’ll see that squiggle again.
His Reflection
The Story He glimpsed his reflection. It turned and ran in fear. Behind the Story I’ve always been fascinated by horror stories that are super