He drank heavily. Forget who you are and what you’ve done. Keep your eyes down and don’t look at it.
His plan failed. The full moon mocked him as he stumbled outside; his head spinning and his claws scraping the ground. He growled at a pink elephant in the distance.
*A “pink elephant” is a drunken hallucination.
Story By Poet Rummager
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