There is a world where water floats miles above everything else and sometimes when that water loses grip upon horizon it slips and falls down,
racing its way to tops of heads and sidewalks, crags.
There is a world where hairs of every color, texture, thickness,
taste sprout from the ground itself and parasites crawl through the skull and brain below.
In this world there are creatures who float and fight off gravity with the thinnest armor imaginable and there are creatures which withstand attack by crawling up inside themselves.
In this world there are dreamers who dream of things they’ve never seen and in those dreams they drift so far away from the waking real that even when they open their eyes they cannot see how strange the world around them is.
