Aug 22, 2012

Park Rangers of the Seventh Millennium

Paris, 6099. Claudenka, competitive poacher, tiptoes around a tomato den. Rags of nanite fog curl around the pseudo-trees as she deploys her snares; the tomatoes hardly stir in quartersleep.

Claudenka catches a layered scent in the air. Camera-sharks?


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