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RE: [Original Novella] Facade, Part 4

in #writing7 years ago

"I strained to see my watch. Just barely couldn’t manage, arm pinned by the confines of the case. It smelled faintly of the eggs I’d taken from it earlier. Then I heard some incomprehensible loudspeaker nonsense. Barking out one foreign sound after the next which, when I realized it was a countdown, sent me into paroxysms of joy."

Fascinating, apt and superb. I like the detailed description.