rummaging through the rubble, licking a wound
bubbly hidden blobs about to bursta 2D cardboard castle, a door that wasn’t theresun fishing friend / subterranean stripy fiendsrummaging through the rubble, licking a wounda pink summoning rugand its iterations
Surveillance
Vigilantes at the monolith’s garden, while the Empty Desert Lizard takes a stroll with his slime, pure and unblemished.a blurry door is now open and a stinky flag is now set.
keys
Even though the Fish Girl had giant eyes and extra long arms, she couldn't find the tiny key for the tiny door she had already chosen.
inferring causation from correlation
The uncomfortable bulgy soul that the Fake King of the multicolored Sadness had grown was starting to annoy him.Unaware of the repercussions of carrying one’s soul out in plain sight, the Fake King couldn’t feel his ghosts, tailing him.Above, the drought.Below layers of unwanted were about to get flooded.
multicolored sadness 
cards 
slimes 
bugs 
fishing 
frienditos 
unwanted presents 
head appendix 
vitiligo 
stinky 
