Stories

Do not in a rush, hastily forget the dot
by KokChuan

The grass hat weighed heavily on the directors head.
by KokChuan

mutually eyeing each other in the woods
by KokChuan

easy to say sun don't rise at night
by KokChuan

Everything turns misty when pig under roof is high on grass.
by KokChuan

Eye is deceived by the misty moon
by KokChuan

Shut your big mouth or I will throw halberds at you.
by KokChuan

I allow you to talk nonsense only in the afternoon.
by KokChuan

The line across expressl divide the sun into quarters.
by KokChuan

Strange moon resembles an upside down small.
by KokChuan

My heart can recall my second love
by KokChuan

Hand burnt by flaming hot pills.
by KokChuan