Silk
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window.
I am sane, I swear. I sometimes have a hard time walking with both feet “on the ground” so to speak, but I do know how to chameleon with reality. The cabin is not what one may imagine. My perception views cities like the woods. In the woods, creatures are everywhere. Some live in trees, some expand in the sky, and some walk the ground like royalty.
