12 May
2024
12 May
'24
8:09 p.m.
once upon a time, long long ago, all the rocks would stand in a circle that
some day would be a henge.
they would stand in circle, and gaze at their ancestor rocks twinkling in the sky — their rock stars
animals would come by, and sniff at them, or eat plants near or on them, or defecate on them in some manner, or stand in their middle and perform arcane rituals drawing unimaginable power down from the rock stars in the sky to the stone henge on the ground.
…
once one of these rituals was being performed, and a swirling portal opened up, and out stepped … traffick boss? karl? not quite! another rock. the new rock was new to this world, and the henge stones in a circle, and the star rocks in the sky. it —