Lone Dragon

“Beware the Jabberwock, my son! The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!”

It appears that you have wandered into my blog, you curious person. This does not make much sense right now, believe me I completely understand you, but it will in time. I had an extraordinary experience that the world must hear about before it is too late, for I fear the whole cosmos is on the verge of madness. I am currently trying to document the events I witnessed and compile them into a tome which will serve as a warning to humanity. However, the nature of the things I lived through is one riddled with absurdity; I am forced to publish my story bit-by-bit on this medium until I am ready to combine my work into a detailed book. Since you have decided to read up to here, I suppose I am obligated to provide you with what I believe will be the beginning of this book.

“Before I start this story, I would like to clarify that I am a sane man. I might not be the sanest – I actually do not even know what the average level of sanity is – but I am pretty sure I am within the bounds of what is considered normal by the average person. I realize that having to convince you that I am sane does not help my case, but I wanted to set the record straight before I explain the absurd events that transpired on that cursed day.”

Sincerely,

Those colors… That water! Love Greece.