An Ongoing Exploration of West Texas Wickidity, and its horrid impact on a Girl Named Lulu
Tuesday, August 29, 2017
What Dreams Be These?
We dance an odd jig in the electronic jungle. This dragon has tidings, as sometimes they do. Who are you? This, Lulu, would appear to be the main question to which the answer is, ultimately, you. The mirror is what one awakens to at a certain moment. Craft a potent myth, and the paths will come alive in their own seething perfection.
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