This is what happens when you make up stories using the things you see. The fog really made me think of film noir…. and the only other characters around were some otters and a couple of scuba divers. Enjoy!
It was a day like any other day. The fog had rolled in and even the sun couldn’t break
through the gloom. It was early. Like those first moments when you wake up and are caught between the heaven of sleep and the hell of wakefulness. I always tried to get out before they came. Those strange creatures that walk upon the land. With their glowing white skin and strange seaweed hanging from their bodies. Continue reading “Otter Noir…”