The trail goes cold
cassandracalin
chiricocuvie
steamedtangerine
poolsofchrome
“Lookss like we’ve got oursselvess a ripee onee”
“Great… Wonderful… Can we please get going?”
poolsofchrome
The pollen burst was violent and sudden—obscuring sightlines, clogging instruments and ruining lunch
poolsofchrome
Are they just… things? Flesh cruelly animated by wild nanos. Just an all-consuming hunger and a bone-deep thirst. Or is there an intelligence behind them? A purpose, something more