Every night, I dreamed of a clown on the moon telling me, “When the balloon bursts, you'll have to come keep me company.” Then, one by one, everyone who had ever hurt me died in real life, each clutching fragments of colorful balloons. Other people wished for me to die, but ended up becoming the sacrifices themselves.
The clown is the moon's night watchman, and I am his imprisoned “Sleeping Beauty.”
The moment the last balloon burst, the clown stepped out of my dream and stood before me, placing his red nose in my hand. It turned out that the clown who wasn't rescued from the fire twenty years ago had been waiting all this time for me to “come get him.”
One-line slogan:
Every night, I dreamed of a clown on the moon telling me, “When the balloon bursts, you'll have to come keep me company.” Then, one by one, everyone who had ever hurt me died in real life, each clutching fragments of colorful balloons. Other people wished for me to die, but ended up becoming the sacrifices themselves.
The clown is the moon's night watchman, and I am his imprisoned “Sleeping Beauty.”
The moment the last balloon burst, the clown stepped out of my dream and stood before me, placing his red nose in my hand. It turned out that the clown who wasn't rescued from the fire twenty years ago had been waiting all this time for me to “come get him.”
One-line slogan:
They said, “Go die.”
