Description
PART I
As he sat spilling crumbs over his sodden lap, questioning how long it would take for the prescribed pneumonia to lift his heart rate, a parakeet glided gracefully past the monotonous grey distance ahead, and disappeared through the wall.
THE PROJECT
All funds raised will go towards the future purchase of print equipment. I hope to generate rewards for holders with merchandise related to this story and future tales from across The Threshold.
