posted on Jun, 3 2022 @ 02:21 PM
It was huge! A towering testament. God only knows how long those strata took to accumulate; golden coloured layers, so carefully poised, boggling the
mind; perhaps a higher power had been its architect.
At the summit, behold - an amber liquid pond. The drench marbled with ecru and milky-white plumes. The whole mass shimmered and swayed towards the
fringes. Unlike lemmings’ leap of faith, it excruciating oozed unrelentingly, hugging the tower’s midriff, finally pooling at the ivory base.
Resistance was futile, the pangs within required quelling. My weapon of choice, the trident... the mission, to devour the Supernatural Pancake Tower.
The END