Pug and distraction (fillers)

Greed, more and the sky became the conquest, an ambitious goal surely, surely the limits of living beings do not go that far, the carrot hands, the universe does not pause and the moment stretches for there is a soft ache, the goblin stares at nothing, nothing his best friend for fiends use weaknesses and time alone meant being able to sort things out, to decide what is, what is not, reality comes in many forms: Pug has seen it in many shapes, colors and there is a lethargy, a sense of fatigue for one road does not always lead to another, stories have become old and goblin magic do not always work, greed is a curse when it is always being dangled ... ... and never gotten, perhaps, perhaps the road not carved needs to be made.