The Mojave Job, Day 11 – a BTL for Shadowrun

>>>[I am fed up with it. Time stretches. It does so in a different fashion from when I usually go on one of my extended expeditions into dream country. Out here, a hint of eternity seems to stream across the sky as I look up from my stony seat.

  • Quick Release, Endorphine Explosion

As always, it is the chips that make something like rhythm and order spring back into existence. Like this brief cold pinprick just now, that has tears well up in my eyes, before pushing me back out into the eternity of the desert.]< << -Fed Up With It

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