

The Call of Sockthulhu I. The Horror in CrayonThe Call of Sockthulhu by ~RosaAmarilla
Ignorance truly is bliss. When you don't know something, there's a good chance you also don't know that you don't know it. It just doesn't exist for you. Once you become aware of what you don't know, it becomes a thirst you can only quench by immersing yourself in it, and that holds the risk of drowning. Unless you're hollow plastic. You'll be pretty safe, in that case.
For as long as I can remember before the events of this story, I was a very happy toy in The Child's bedroom. I was played with often, but also had plenty of time to myself for looking through books. Oh, yes... I'm a literate toy! I graduated in the