resurrecting mr. moonlight

“you may think you can fly ...”


An eerie phosphorescent glow you've not noticed before pulses between the cracks in the floorboards

You can hear voices and music coming from what sounds like a party downstairs

A 56k modem lullaby echoes around the walls

Also in possession of a key? send a message in a bottle. If not, there's always the latest twitteration @foxtailrainbow

You can find me on the web at and, among others...

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