from Tomiro's Book : Monday 33:rd of October 2048
This frosty morning you saw some kind of nuclear robot?!? It just stood there, outside the never closed food store, and stared at you!?! Tomiro, we think you felt that creature was of russian heritage - and had something clearly mystical to do with the disappearance of humans, in parallell to these ordinary tornados. So you didn't dare fixing some breakfast... but strolled around from museum to museum of every half-empty kind, which during human times were closed on mondays... until early evening when your vaettir companions made a party of today's collected treasures. Tonight the summer warmth has come back.
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Publicerad 2018-10-15 17:20