Hussie ((new)): Shrooms Q

"Hussie," he said aloud, to no one.

He started to cry. Then he started to laugh. It was the same sound. shrooms q hussie

The forest began to fold. Layers of reality—past, present, the memory of a bad breakup, the smell of his grandmother's kitchen, a comic panel he'd drawn in high school—became translucent sheets of vellum, stacked on top of each other. The Hussie stood up, and as it did, it peeled back the top sheet like the lid of a shoe box. "Hussie," he said aloud, to no one