Literature
HarvFinn, Needs title
Chapter One: The Well
Harv sat in a small wooden chair, he glared at the small figure before him. He was trapped here, in an endless dimensional space. Blue stretched as far as the eye could see. It was neither warm nor hot, the light came from no source. Other than himself, the chair, and his reluctant company; there was nothing.
'Go away.' He glowered.
'I can't.' A small green duck quacked. 'You still haven't gone on your journey.' The duck had persistently appeared in his dreams for two years. When it had first arrived, he had been deeply concerned; now it was just annoying. He was perfectly content with the way things were in his li