I followed her steps in a daze, not in a sense of longing for her return, but rather not knowing what else to do. The airship's engines were humming and it began it's rise to the air. Phiar jumped onto the raising walkway and grabbed onto the waiting arm of a comrade. Since the addition of my legs I have become a machine, so now with no purpose I am as good as a pen without ink. SO it did not as much as make me cringe when the man on the dirigible pointed a gun at me, and did not wince when the bullet from it entered my body.
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"pen without ink" - what a wonderful turn of a phrase!
June 22nd
Like that spidey look.
June 22nd