What ALL those damned millions of blue levers did, blinking away in some cosmic rhythm that no one, no being, could understand. They all looked the same to the semi-omniscient beings that could only see forward, never backward.
Thank you my dear fellow crafters of tales: -stories, -catt -font-bandit ❤️
I love creating urban legends. It started when I was a kid. My childhood home backed up to an undeveloped canyon and nature preserve.