fourth dream [voice]
Mere fog.
Do you tremble in fear, city, over such a thing? Lie, if you must, but I know better. The stench of you lot is even worse today...
[a small bit of eerie laughter that echoes through her communicator]
It is not the fog one should fear... rather the things that go bump in the fog. Stay behind your doors, cowering like you do, wrapped in your fleeting and illusionary comfort... After all, if you bump into the wrong thing, you might just lose an arm, or a leg. Relying on your ears and eyes alone will not help you, but you can never hear more anyway.
Peaceful. I think I shall enjoy the freedom to move around today.
Do you tremble in fear, city, over such a thing? Lie, if you must, but I know better. The stench of you lot is even worse today...
[a small bit of eerie laughter that echoes through her communicator]
It is not the fog one should fear... rather the things that go bump in the fog. Stay behind your doors, cowering like you do, wrapped in your fleeting and illusionary comfort... After all, if you bump into the wrong thing, you might just lose an arm, or a leg. Relying on your ears and eyes alone will not help you, but you can never hear more anyway.
Peaceful. I think I shall enjoy the freedom to move around today.