Tag: end of the world
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Murmurs from the end
Skies disguised as oceanbottoms No more Everest corpse blue. Missile scorched Two left tube three this morning at twelve past two Troupe two, troop corps nine reporting for duty Static, even the emergency channels. Scanning. Keep scanning. No recordings on repeat like television had imagined Survivors report to this beach or that base within reach…
Alchemisland 