He wakes with a veil of fading orange sunset falling over his face. Slowly, he raises a hand, twisting it through the shards of light. There are no callouses. No dry cracks of peeling skin. It is ... [+]
Once upon a time, there was a gorilla. He was very lonely. He had no friends. He would try to say hi to people that would explore. But they never understood him. But then one day…he found a bottle and inside there was a secret juice and he drank it. And boom! He could talk like a human! Now, he can say hi and make friends.