So I hide in the house during a twister and when I wake up I’m in this strange little town full of high-pitched weirdos and then some lady floats down in a soap bubble and tells me I should just follow that yellow road a ways and I’ll be home again and now… this? I mean, did they run outta yellow or something?
Ellie Mae on the Yellow Brick Road, by Tim Evanson, licensed under CC BY-SA 2.0