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Jul 24, 2009 23:26

In the corner of the room, Sandy is working on her weekend project. She's got the wire and chips and waveguides almost finished. The resin cast is taking too long. It will take a month to go solid, and the launch is next week.

Sandy's care comes in packages by mail, where the river of truth is what she makes with it. She's got another option still: a gel launch container, goop to insulate high frequencies for the critical thirty minutes.

Once upon a moon, Sandy gave birth to a nautical boy, a giant whose future would never sit still. He is still out there somewhere, roaming to points. It's possible he receives the signals. That's the hope.
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