DynamiteDanDMan

My mother told me the tale, of the old man who lives in the moon. Who lives in his hut somewhere between the light, and the gloom; That some call him the Sandman, The Bringer of Dreams, be they filled with happiness or doom. He constructs his dreams from the stars in the sky, each star like a grain of sand in his bag of tricks. As you drift asleep, he whisks you away to a foreign land, where a Snake is a king, and monkeys are men. Where Captains sail ships through the sky like birds, where sirens lure you with their songs and their words. Adventures wait around every corner, but so do terror, bewilderment, and horror. Be not afraid; show