After an evening of watching Mr. Rogers Neighborhood and 1970's Doctor Who, I dreamed a story of a schoolgirl, a U.N.I.T soldier, a man wth a sword and a very large dog that might have actually been a coyote or wolf, traveling from the abandoned house they'd settled in to a factory that looked like a bit from the Land of Makebelieve to find a mad scientist and his buried robot.
And you know what? It's weird, but it's the usable kind of weird. I've half a mind to flesh out the setting and the characters and try to write the damn thing.
And you know what? It's weird, but it's the usable kind of weird. I've half a mind to flesh out the setting and the characters and try to write the damn thing.
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