Here march the eaters of earth, the swallowers of rain.
I am not capable of love. – Felix
He had found his monsters, and now was the time to leave them behind.
Everybody, he mused had everything worked out. Except me
We do still have coffee, though. That’s one positive.
There is no UFO and also there is no alien, at least not in common mind nor reference.
I always wanted to make aliens that looked like ’60s aliens.
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