TherianthropeAnother night I spent; connected and disconnected. Master and slave to the same beast. The screen's pale glow hurt my eyes. I laboured on, hoping to finish my reports in time to play a few games before I slept. Work and leisure both saw me in this place, plugged into the global network, screen and eyes linking my consciousness to an ocean of information. My body neglected. A mind; connected and disconnected. I no longer remember when she came to me, but I will never forget how. A name. Faceless among a hundred others. An identity tag on a sentence sent to me between rounds of the game I was immersed in. It was a simple question, aTherianthrope
It's been a while...
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If I could think of something interesting or humorous to put in my comment signature, then I would.
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If I could think of something interesting or humorous to put in my comment signature, then I would.
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If I could think of something interesting or humorous to put in my comment signature, then I would.
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