Slylock Fox – April 7th, 2013
Slylock awoke to find himself on his back in the snow. Bones, glistening with ice lay before him. Cacti grew from beneath the frozen powder, while the sun blazed overhead. Most bizarrely, a man strolled through, hunched on all fours like a common bug. His eyes met Slylock’s, but there was no emotion, no insight to be found.
A manic giggle came from above. “Doesn’t it look just like Egypt, Slylock?! Doesn’t it?”