Are you that special person who - weary from trudging the endless superhighways - just longs to camp next to a glorious oasis of the mind? Do you desire to explore new frontiers, splash in shared ideas, fill your belly with the refreshing fruits of inspiration, and bask in the gentle rays of fond reflection?
Well, you can fuck right off. This, my friends, is not that place. This place is... The ShadowLands.
4 comments:
Stairway to a deadend?
Highly symbolic, now you mention it, egg.
Wow! Somebody else noticed!
But I think the symbolism escaped you.
The stairs lead to a window! A security-screened window.
With potted guards.
Shrubberies. Behind which a assailant can find concealment.
Cheers
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