It was the summer of 2006. One young college student by the name of Pseudonym Jones (who was, at the time, blissfully unaware of how little his English degree would help him in Real Life), toiled endlessly in his study, trying to reignite the fire of creativity in his brain (NOT METAPHORICAL) that seemed to have long been extinguished. He fumbled aimlessly in the darkness (NOT METAPHORICAL) until his hand grasped a knob. He twisted it, but much to his dismay, the knob did not open the door to the closet where he kept his brain-fire-ignition-fluid. No, this knob opened a door that itself opened directly into the deep cavernous void of insanity and Pseudonym tumbled headfirst into it, in the least metaphorical way possible.
When he awoke from this dream, which was IN FACT a metaphor (this was the twist ending of the story), he found that he had created three disturbing things. Two of them he had presented to the public and the public had dashed them upon the stone. The third was stolen from him by a tall man and locked in a metaphorical closet. Pseudonym, defeated (for real), left to wander the wastes.
Since then, things have only gotten worse. Now, those dark days look bright. Pseudonym looks to them, longs for them. He wonders if things will ever be the same again. (No, they will not.)
This design is a design based on a design I did before, except I like this one much better. If you do not like it, it must be because you have a brain problem (as opposed to there being something wrong with this design which is, speaking objectively, lovely). Thank you and have a nice day!