Tuesday, 2 February 2010

Fisherwoman Stargazer

We went along the streets. Strange material came from the sky. It felt like metal striking our faces. Cold. Sharp. It went in my mouth a little. Salty? Have you noticed how the artificial suns here are yellow, not white like at home.
And their transporters are so strange.
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