March of the Cybrids-19 — Notes From Afar

A Scent of Life The agonizing sobs stopped. The forest was quiet, except for a fresh offshore breeze that teased the leaves on branches in the trees and trampled brush. Tall grass leaned over in rippling waves and pointed at the carnage inside the tree line whispering, over there and there, there too. Raul stopped […]

March of the Cybrids-19 — Notes From Afar

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