I'm running... scuttling through
a gigantic forest of golden trees growing thick enough that I cannot see
through them very far. A gigantic pink
pillar bends the trees down and I run away but my way is blocked and the trees
are bent down so I am caught and pressed under them and then pinched up between
the gigantic squishy pink pillars.
I am raised out of the
forest of gold and I can see
Published on March 21, 2012 20:57