mossy Golem

This golem likes games, and stories and zines and art.
This golem might be a froggy egg, or just a frog.

This golem sat in the forest, unmoving, letting moss grow on its clay-formed hull - its breath of life a quiet hiss. This golem sat dreaming, the dreams of a thing that first wasn't, then was.

This golem wants to make things that will make it real.