September 22b

neveragainnomoreselfishness

stripper pole, oh stripper pole
I see your light in granduer

I been mining these here Xerxes rocks for gone on 7 years, like my da fore me. No Ceres pussy 'roids for us, we swing the big hammer. Deep in the 'nels with the hydrogen rig and whatnot, load of fellers claimed to see things; lights, rats, it don't matter no for nothing can live outside the big tent without a suit and whatnot. Me? Nah, I ne'er see no toss off shite, thats just more of the old carbon going to waste reporting that it is and whatnot. But between you, me an this here bottle of rain, I did see a sorcerer down in the 'nels once. Jest once.
Odd looking feller. No suit, jest a vapor mask, and the rpressure gloves. He was drawing the Hydro straight out the rock with his mind and whatnot. When he saw he wasn't alone, he blinked out. Jest like that. Blinked the feck out.