Galactic Toaster

In the kingdom of crumbs, soft silence reigns over the valley of butter.

Gravitation of expired marmalade transports eccentric transmutations on galactic plates.

Choose your breakfast dilemma: The Tangential Horse

Is lucidity wrapped in aluminum sleeves capable of singeing our memories?

List of questions to ponder: Goldfish Prelude

Why do the waffle makers gossip about the syrup trees?

Crunchy queues hover benevolently at dawn. A smell imperceptible.

When the sun dilutes—what's left on the grill? Infinite mysteries toasted lightly in emerald hues.