Hatah-Hater

                                           Monolith        The rusty creak of the revolving ferris-wheel reverberated throughout the entire fair, causing everything to vibrate against the poorly painted concrete of the small town's streets. The smell of coney dogs and flash-fried food tried to fight to not be overpowered by the smell of thick rust that seemed to emanate from all the rides, with mild success. Small goldfish stare blankly from their cups, transfixed by the color of the jar that holds them, not unlike the people wandering the fair's streets. The small mock-train ride that road through the fairgrounds was the only thing that wa