marioslays
An eruption of so-called happiness ensues. How genuine is it though? Imagine for a moment that they just don't care.
Enter through the rows of metal teeth. They are cold to the touch but you must continue. Inside you will find what you seek. What binds you now is nothing alien. No harm will befall you. Remove, now, what is inside. Pull the shuttle back over the metal teeth and set down the pouch.
Always another level. The stairs will lead you there. Don't take the elevator, not this time. You don't want to miss out on all the fun.
At first I didn't think it could be real. How could it be presented as it was? A horse in one moment, and then in the next it was in slivers. Slices of horse before me encased behind the confines of glass.
Hats amongst the doorknobs then off into the sky. Allow them to escape this world of ours. Don't make them stay. What's to say when they are taken off they don't want to go back on?