Aug 5, 2016

A Cashmere Letter

This plain is the home of the living hieroglyphs
and the only place where he can be cocky and truly alone.

by Nikola Gocić

Dear Little Dream,

The Sun is finally dead, so we are all doing fine. 

The Anomalies surrounding us are quiet lately and the Naked Lady is fearless. Dada Panda enjoys her summer with AfterDeath and our gay Saints stroll under the broken skies. 

Please, come to visit us sometime, but don't forget to bring the Ribbon. The Cosmos is collapsing!

Yours truly,
Empty Shadows

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