This is a tale about small unimportant things happening to small unimportant people, hence despite appearances, it's a lot more coherent with our reality than one might think at first. Keep an open mind and you might actually find yourself in one of the characters or the animals, perhaps even in the scenery, as you dive into the story of three young rascals seeking adventure and usually finding trouble while navigating through a mysterious universe full of strange characters, troubled entities, rude animals and sentient plantlife.

Pollen

They got out from under the bed and walked along the second floor hallway together. The little boy opened a door and they found themselves standing in a messy bedroom which was engulfed by the light of the golden hour that flooded through the windows and that now was surrounding them. 


To describe that room the whole essence of it revolved around the smell, which drained the place from the initial impression of abandonment. It was rich and sweet, but light and drifting across that golden air in such a way that it seemed alive. The little boy reached on a nightstand that was in the middle of the room, the dust that covered it glistened in the sunlight. He grabbed something that looked like a stone and brought it to the attention of the other kids. It was a heart-shaped rock, and as the boy shooked it it gave out a faint clicking sound that resembled that of the rain. 


They walked out of the house and onto the beach, suddenly the little kid took the rock from his pocket, and then he chucked it in the sea, the treatement the things of loved ones deserve.


Smoke in the Dark pt. 2