I'll give you an excerpt:
“Indeed. Everything here is all sorts of wonky; permanent residents quickly learn not to question. I would recommend you come and have a drink to take it off the mind.”
“Eh, I ain’t a fan of alcohol. But a chat’d be good.”
“Very well, come along then.”
And so it was, they headed to the bar for a chat.
As they idly chatted, Arkeg noticed that the man had… fur. He was not a man at all, or at least, not a man of Arkeg’s world. Upon closer scrutiny, he was found to have bright purple ears that seemed to float over his head. The ears appeared as but an outline, with little substance. The same purple substance made up his eyes and mouth.
(this is an actual excerpt from a novel i'm writing.)
