|Twelve Mile Beach|
She whispers "don't blink!" and takes advantage when you do. She sings her lullaby as you drift into a dream state, then bangs her drum and clangs her cymbal to awaken you to her storm. As quickly as you fell in love with her, you will come to fear her, loathe her, and scream your insults to her deaf ears. She does not care.
I love Lady Superior, but do not know her. I pray I never do.
May they all Rest In Peace.