A journey through Zogland

By Zog

Autumn

Autumn had come to the land of green blobs. The misty mornings and the drizzle in the air meant that the giant moss trees were storing away moisture for the season to come.

A little whimsy on a Friday the Thirteenth. Triskadekaphobiacs beware.

365/256 (2^8)

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