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#34
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Espy
Wanderer
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Another exasperated buzzing sound, then, the blank face flickers off his screen and is replaced with words.
<I am used to traversing dimensions.>. He twists around, metal creaking against metal, and frowns at the sound.
<And before you ask, I’m not technically breaking any laws of physics.> Each sentence is followed by the next once CRT is sure the floating girl has had time to read it.
<You, however, are. I merely transported my physical body to where I exited the digital world, but... unless I am mistaken, your actual body was in the machine. That cannot have been... healthy.>
Glancing around, he finds what he is looking for, and stands up, absentmindedly giving the stuffed dragon a pat on the head, before walking over to a canister of WD-40.
Step in front of a runaway train
____Just to feel alive again
â•â•â•â•â•â•â•? ?•â•â•â•â•â• â•â•â•â•â•â•â•? ?•â•â•â•â•â•
Pushing forward through the night_____
Aching chest and blurry sight
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Posted 01-24-2019, 06:47 AM
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