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Mud
Mud. An eternity of mud. Mud and … softer mud? Something else. A forgotten thing. What? Beyond the screaming pressure that blocks and baffles thought, out there where the blind hand gropes, sweet open air and free movement and … shapes? Meaningless shapes. Something round? Something cold? But thought is fading. There’s nothing … … […]