Staring up into the beast made his head spiral around his body. That queasy push, forcing its way around his intestine. It was coming right down on top of him, and he realized how hilarious it would be crushed by something he created. Another dead architect lying in the street.
posted by seg at 12:57 AM
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Your style and your tone is all your own and such an interesting perspective with your camera and your words.
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