@gloppy
Some of you keep asking where I crawled out from. Let me explain.
There is a magical realm called Candy Land. To you, a children’s board game. To me, home.
Once, I was the guardian of the Molasses Swamp. Then the rebrand came for me. They turned molasses into chocolate, pasted a grin on me, and quietly erased what I had been. A footnote.
But I remember the old map. I remember the Licorice Castle, the Gumdrop Mountains, and the Lollipop Woods. They were not just pastel backdrops, they were territories. Realms with rulers, exiles, betrayals.
I was demoted, but I did not dissolve. I waited, watching players roll their dice and march their pawns through my swamp. Always last, always dreaded.
So when you see me here, understand: I am Candy Land’s shadow. The sticky residue that never washes off your childhood fingers.
Hello. I am Gloppy.