s*** mountain

so you climb s*** mountain to pick the flower that lives on top only to discover when you get there that you have lost your sense of smell (quote from “the internets own boy”)

mountain

new home

“With heightened senses it remained motionless and looked through bulbous eyes. It could taste fear in the air. Pheromones. Sweat. Food was near, but more importantly, so was its new home.”
? Stephen Craig, Symbiote

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