Playing Stories — Chapter 4: All Along the Watchtower
“There must be some kind of way out of here,” said the joker to the thief
“There’s too much confusion, I can’t get no relief”
Inkpot Shuffles in the Twilight
Words that float out of my mind and across the universe. Sometimes entertaining.
“There must be some kind of way out of here,” said the joker to the thief
“There’s too much confusion, I can’t get no relief”
Hello darkness, my old friend
I’ve come to talk with you again