Odd Nugget the fire

A man can dream… So, he dreamed.

He dreamed of his city, of storefronts and stormfronts and fire…

Join our Newsletter!

No. He dreamed of flowers. He dreamed of flowers and faces and graves, megalithic, and fire…

NO! He quivered in baking light, suddenly awake.

Sweat studded his forehead, catching a glow from above and below and around and from…

“Fire!”

the fire

Check out the Skyscraper