one day, one day. One day. what you know! A hidden burial chamber, a cosmic bus stop, looks out plainly onto the open sea. Plainly looks out. Looks out plainly. Turn the corner, deep. Propped up on precarious needlepoint for, oh, I don’t know, five thousand years give or take
Millenia
Millenia
Millenia
one day, one day. One day. what you know! A hidden burial chamber, a cosmic bus stop, looks out plainly onto the open sea. Plainly looks out. Looks out plainly. Turn the corner, deep. Propped up on precarious needlepoint for, oh, I don’t know, five thousand years give or take