"David Prill - Rocket Fall" - читать интересную книгу автора (Prill David)Back andMy Life Has No Meaning and I Wish I Was Dead have been positively identified on the
Etherscope. PainshipJunior High Locker Room Shower Humiliation has not yet appeared. Speculation is that Torturnaut Bob has found Madeline and is bringing her back. There's no proof of this, but that is the speculation and that is what we all hope!" ┬╖┬╖┬╖┬╖┬╖ No interviews, no dead-of-night parades, no nothing for the torturnauts on the PainshipsHe Never Called Back andMy Life Has No Meaning and I Wish I Was Dead. They did not find Madeline. A trip to the Brank of Shame for them. Shame on them who do not find the beloved Madeline. ┬╖┬╖┬╖┬╖┬╖ Bob the Torturnaut rode the white highway of the dying Ethyls all the way to the end of the line, the blinding light giving way to a sunny, flowery hillside from a painting you put over your discount warehouse uncontrollable weeping. Bob checked on the Ethyls; they were on empty, pain drained. They had all perished during the flight. He left the Painship. The light was so bright, so unlike the dankness of the castle. Bob didn't like it. Bob was hot. He felt weak. He peeled off his psychic isolation garment, and it was then that he began to sense the presence of the dead Ethyls all around him, even thought he glimpsed a fleeting phantom form out of the corner of his eye. The Ethyls didn't seem angry; they seemed peaceful, understanding, searching. Now that he no longer wore the PIG, he felt a kernel of kinship with them. They had come a long way together. On the top of the flowery hill stood a tall, dark-haired woman, her white robes moving rhythmically in the summerland breezes. Bob staggered up the slope toward her, the Ethyls patiently keeping pace. He fell near the summit and crawled the rest of the way. "Are you тАж Madeline?" Bob asked when he reached her bare feet. "No, I am not." "Where is this place? I've been to the place where the Machine is in the Ghost and this isn't like that at all." |
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