awakewalker awoke in the id out lights sprinkled in the shapes of a butterfly, the wings taken flight from the warm fre.

  a w pced itself into his head, making thoughts crystal-clear in the brain as the words regurgitated from his mouth

  "Sun, The colder world is across sea."

  he wasn't sure who he was talking to. the sun couldn't speak back, but the a dimmed as if it uood what he said.

  cats are running to the side of brain mountainas he walked, he slowly looked up to a mountain. pink, with stems all over. it reminded him of a brain, hence he brain mountain.

  he walked up the mountain, making sounds like stirring a wet pot of moss with flesh a basket; along with a beautiful harp, strung out and made into a sound of eerie wind in the air, wisping in the sky that seemed to surround the mountain and fly at speeds slower than the maggots crawling inside awakewalker's skin.

  his foot reached out on the soft rock that melted under his boot, looking up to see a beautiful woman of all glorious curvature.

  she slowly spoke: "A old owl has seen too much of his love hunted away from him. Now it is time for him to hunt his love."

  as awakewalker wao ask what she meant, she walked infront of him and pushed him off the mountain, and all the hills and flesh he climbed weren't there behind him, as he fell from a prison of moss and the suffog stench of death rolling into his nose made him pt to the lo.

  the old owl's messwoods, branches, metal. he hit his ba the metal wood, but had felt no pain. up from where he fell, he now saw rocks floating around him, the industrial vines ing around them and taking them as decor for the sad, pted room.

  as he got up, his legs gave way and he floated up into the rocks, people running spastic dires ial walls, their bodies going through the metal and f es to the wood.

  a zooming from the ion, awakewalker saw the shape of the pted room. built like a , the people below being eggs and the wires looking more like sticks. he shivered as he felt the woman was one of these es to the , and possibly him.

  the float carried him to a higher airspace.

  author trj(so, this is just gonna be a hobby, just writing whatever i feel like. and i just felt like making something cool, to me, at least.)