Thank you for journeying with us, Dear Passenger. It was interesting to hear about the nuanced musing on language. Sometimes we can spend our lives moving away from something only to look back longingly in the rear view mirror even if just for a glimpse.
A gloved hand grips you tightly as you are whisked through darkened morphing chambers, the walls slick, lit only by a dim glow within where a thin membrane barely containing faces that crane towards you. Finally, you emerge with a squint as your eyes adjust. Gentle muzak echoes against polished floors as you shamble breathlessly. Perfect timing, there is a sale on selected Molk-based products today. UBWU
Hello friend, I appreciate it.