Brendan Morse
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The Tumble
the suit is warm. Jade is thankful for that. a huge comfort in the doomed situation. it is a relic from the Middle Reich of stellar exploration, designed at a time when chic was still important, but tech had moved well into the new wave of super-efficient advanced life support. still, it has it’s bugs. with age the perspiration re-sorbers have become sluggish, resulting in a light but frustrating and accumulating level of fog and damp. like a personal humidifier. memories rise in her of small snatches of time visiting what remained of the equatorial forests - hot, wet, foetid, oxygen-starved - strange, but necessary and rare escapes away from the safety of the last vivosphere. she can smell her own despair in the sweat that condenses on the visor’s inner surface and trickles, vermiform, towards her neckline and chest. raining on the inside.
By Brendan Morse3 years ago in Futurism