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.

6 comments:

Elphaba said...

There, I commented. Happy?

Reogan said...

No. Constructive comments are your friend.

Elphaba said...

Well, I tried. Where'd you get the new profile pic?

Reogan said...

I found it on Wikipedia while doing some of my research in another attempt to locate the necronomicon.

Met said...

Don't you guys have anything better to do when you're on a computer in the same room?

Reogan said...

Of course not! What else should we do? Talk?