Tuesday, October 06, 2009
Story One, Chapter Two
They smell of ozone. It emanates from them, as does the humming. Every so often, when the humming grows, it can almost overpower the pungent smog that flows from the Burning Fields.When the wires give off a puff of smoke, it rises and soon joins the ominous rotating mass above. We pray it never rains. It happened last month, and even the putrid air could not conceal the stench of death.
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There, I commented. Happy?
No. Constructive comments are your friend.
Well, I tried. Where'd you get the new profile pic?
I found it on Wikipedia while doing some of my research in another attempt to locate the necronomicon.
Don't you guys have anything better to do when you're on a computer in the same room?
Of course not! What else should we do? Talk?
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