The View

I advanced to the window. ClownTown was stretching below my feet in all its spooky glory. There was something majestic about it, yet very disturbing. Make one simple mistake and it takes away your colors. My hunger reminded of himself by rumbling in my stomach. The safe... somehow hungry brain made humble suggestion.

This is the ongoing story about a clown that struggles to get back his colors after he's been stripped of it. Written every day as time goes by and illustrated by Midjourney AI. So hang on as the story unfolds.