Tuche & Automaton

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Glow



via here

In the semi, he world bucked and wheened.... should've muttered... should've maybe wandered a little.... caught Moonface at the edge of town, just leasing... not trailed, not befriended... hapless, curse....

Monday, July 25, 2011

Husk



Via here

"It didn't seem to," he started, but by the lastgasp he trailed and entered a new whorl.

She craled. It passed.

EBBING FOREST: BY THE EERDUSK, BY THE SMOTHERING SUN

Outside, some of the houses were still burning; windwhipped little tinies starting and then dozing, sleep-fired and fancy free and...

RATTED BY VICTORY, SHE SHRUGGED AND HUNTERS CAME

Even tired, it makes no sense. Lucid, it's a disaster.