The Causeway s End WatermeloN I can t explain it It s the feeling of knowing while not knowing at all It s the feeling of standing alone watching the wind in perfect silence No motion lest the motion of you hair blowing in the wind feeling the air rush past you as if it is some ethereal spitit pushing through the planes of reality There s nothing like it It is alone in this world as am i You can t know how it feels to be naked and alone on the Causewau s End The Causeway s End An interesting place Where land meets water where day meets night where reality meets dreams and where yesterday meets tommorrow A common place for things that have nothing in common Where the strange the surreal and the merely unusual combine to form the normal happenstance And neat the end is a little shop A delicatessen a coffee house or whatever else your imagination can conjure up This is The story at the very unusual circumstance that tend to occur in this little shop called The Causeway s End You may believe what you will but this place is always changing shifting settling in the most disturbing ways One instant it is a black salt shaker that you are looking at the next it is a white pepper churn Some of these shifting are more noticable than others like being in a room filled with people and then being alone in that same room We get many interesting people in this place all with stories to tell They always seem to tell us weither we want to hear them or not Me I m just a simple shopkeeper But i have some interesting stories myself