Metamorphosis: The Tank


He lay himself down beside the stream. Strange, he didn’t usually need to rest on his way home from school, but he had an overwhelming urge to sleep. His eyelids became heavier & heavier, & try as he might, he just couldn’t stop himself from slipping into a slumber. As he drifted into his dreamscape he was trying to remember something his mother had called … Continue reading Metamorphosis: The Tank