Metallic Trees Bloom
Daniel Sprague
Language: English
Pages: 69
ISBN: 2:00364263
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
Heart City seemed like the perfect tourist location. Until your honeymoon ended in rabies laced tears. Now, your partner is gone, but fortunately for you, the local government isn't giving you time to greave. You're seized for experimental purposes, and vomited into a floating hospital where you meet your master, Dante.
In a massive walk-in freezer sparsely populated with corpses, your destiny comes together as your loyalty is bound to a charismatic wrench in the machine. After you stand idly by, not aiding him in his scientific endeavor to rid the world of a mad researcher, you both flee the scene. It's not long before you're both given carte blanche to explore this metropolis of bleeding hearts.
Of course, all is going reasonably well until the cops intervene.
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will help his ego recover. He needs it to function.” You nod sagely in agreement. Sixta strokes Dante’s mane without thinking, staring at the haunting silent art of the tomb. Lightning suddenly flickers and reflects off macabre, painted scenes with the terrifying speed of a malfunctioning fluorescent bulb. The inconsiderate boom of thunder seems malicious and unnecessary. It sounds like a skull cracking against a banister. You wonder how this disconcerting natural force is expressing
the desolate badlands of formidable concrete and into the realm of your possibility. Derelict potentially useful objects lie across the barren surface, a miniature killing field of things that once contributed to progress in a brave direction. You see: the pen of a forgotten scribe, a discarded, bloody tunic, a tattered page of what you assume is a rebellious manifesto. Your drugged brain attempts to piece together a story while Arius clandestinely reaches for the keys. The clowns have gone,
that taciturn asshole up there,” Torque points to you, and loyally follows his condemning finger. “Just don’t have any thoughts worth expressing, and everything will be right as rutabaga.” You stop to look at Torque, leveling at him a look of glowering confusion. Torque inhales deeply, and exhales the longest sigh you’ve ever heard. Legendary impatience. “It’s the only thing here that could pass as my favorite food. Now, I’m going to close my mouth, and walk in the direction that my eyes
purpose torments you until, abruptly, a spear flies past you, embedding itself in Torque's skull. Fortunately, your psychosis morphs the nomad's final moments into a psychedelic color palette oozing down a face of confusion and dread. Your eyes flit to Arius, and his shocked gaze refuses to let you go. Your feverish canine instincts stall empathy and curiosity, as you pull the tool from Torque's skull, flinging it in the vague direction of your adversaries. You hear a yelp, and the shadow
purpose torments you until, abruptly, a spear flies past you, embedding itself in Torque's skull. Fortunately, your psychosis morphs the nomad's final moments into a psychedelic color palette oozing down a face of confusion and dread. Your eyes flit to Arius, and his shocked gaze refuses to let you go. Your feverish canine instincts stall empathy and curiosity, as you pull the tool from Torque's skull, flinging it in the vague direction of your adversaries. You hear a yelp, and the shadow
