Maybe I've written weirder, but one I like:
The Beast of Shattered Dreams was a big wiggling thing like a vast organ living beneath a decayed city, nightly digesting the dreams of stolen children, delivering in sleep renewed hope to the wearied citizens above whose every dashed desire and ruined ambition had, for decades, dribbled down and accreted into this massive, grasping, gasping thing.
Guy who found it while searching for a lost and dreaming child could not imagine its size, or that by devouring the dreams of innocence it sustained the city life above it, and ameliorated its deepest sins.
It was the cruelest of symbionts, and has proven a hard, hard sell.
Praised by editors who have rejected it, this story sits in a basket of broken Easter eggs.
