Thoughts from the sinister coast of dream

[notbatman]

Hunter and I are standing on a sand dune, my cane shifting in the sand. Below us is the crashing surf of the ocean, a naked child frolics within

Comments

[theafaye]

Yay! Haikus! And now I want to read your Making Fire entry :oP

[notbatman]

I always meant to write it out and have it pretty much ready to roll, but never got around to it. So I'll summarize:

[This part is all true.] One day Babushka and I set off to explore a tunnel system we'd never seen before. Word got around, somehow, and it ended up with a bunch of people joining us, many of whom had seen it before. What should have been our own exploration turned into a rushed guided tour with little time for photography - which is the other half of what we were there for. We were a little disappointed.

We were all way the hell back and making our way out. I quietly dropped behind to get a few shots of the group walking down the long tunnel. I finished up and was hurrying to catch up while also stowing my gear on the move. Still way behind, I was surprised by Babs' voice directly ahead of me. "I don't think any of them have even noticed we've fallen behind."

[This part is totally fiction] Porn music cues up in the background.

[theafaye]

LOL! I think that right there would be a perfect Idol entry, no elaboration required!

[notbatman]

Looking it over, I kind of agree. There's something about the simplicity of it that kind of... works.

Thanks for the interesting point of view!

[theafaye]

*nods gravely* I am nothing if not interesting :P

[i_smell_apples]

"I don't think any of them have even noticed we've fallen behind."

[This part is totally fiction] Porn music cues up in the background.

ROTFL. YES.