2 weeks ago

“Plink,” was the sound of water hitting the tunnel. It had grown tired of listening to repetitive “Plink” the sound was no longer a lullaby, soft to listen to, it was now as hard as a brick. But, perhaps things would change, it was too quiet in the Overlands. Perhaps, it would break the silence, and then the horrible idea came to it. Oh, how it’s hunger would be satisfied. The thing laughed skipping through the tunnels and thinking of the horrible things it could do