Date: January 14th, 2020 5:33 AM
Sometimes, I glance outside the aft window to catch a glimpse of the aurora borealis. Usually, the colors are bright green and purple dancing around the sky. However, on one such flight, the northern lights were a neon pink and of a phallic nature, gyrating and bouncing across the pitch black night sky. For it was clearly a sign. An unmistakable sign that the reddened pisswyrm was on my doorstep, yearning, beckoning for punishment. Upon landing, I went on to find that reddened pisswyrm and tame it as my own.