Pinky's Dream: The Story of Crazy Clown Time
1. "Pinky's Dream" The sun was setting in the west. It's orange glow, littered with golden and pink hues, bathed the sky in light that was so bright, so beautiful, and so otherworldly, that the only thought running through Pinky's mind was getting as close to it as possible. The curvy mountain roads were no match for her determination. The windows were down, filling her vehicle with warm, dusty air. Her pink hair blew around in a Medusa-like style, but she didn't care - vanity be damned - it didn't matter anymore. Pinky kept her eyes focused on glimpses of the sunset. It eluded her around the mountain's twists and turns on her way up to an ideal vantage point. Her glare was so fixed it was impossible to keep her eyes from watering, but she refused to blink. It was ironic to her that despite all the sadness she'd felt in her life, she had no desire to cry in what she knew would be her final moments. In fact, it made her laugh. Pinky laughed as tears...