Bone Sounds

There is a guitar on the edge of the world. It is made of bone and sinew. Nobody has played it in years.

The edge of the world opens into a vast expanse of nothingness. There may be water…Or stars. Nobody has sat there for years so nobody knows.

There are instructions printed on the back of a divine Frisbee destined to be caught by the chosen one. The instructions will lead the chosen one to the edge.

The edge will hear music some day.

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One comment on “Bone Sounds

  1. Cory says:

    *watches the sky in hopes for frisbee*

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