mark Posted June 15, 2020 The zebra galloped through the jade ferns, searching for the drip feed, golden in hue, dense as Mourning's dew. The emerald mantis now black summons the pilot. "Ankh, can you see through the peaks? Is it not the light you seek?" The Great Insect mimics, imitates, better to seek the sauce  S.E.T.I   1 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
