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Feather on the Wind- Ch 2The sickly sweet smell of blood in the cab was overpowering. Even when the ash began to reappear in force Benzie left the windows down. She was just trying to secure her respirator in place, driving with one knee on the bottom of the steering wheel, both hands at work to hold her hair back and buckle the mask in place, when the trid unit on the dash suddenly came to life. The screen lit and glowing green text accompanied by a polite beep indicated an incoming call. She glanced in frustration at Twytch's tail light ahead of her, muttering under her breath about being the only one in the vehicle. She could barely run her own comlink let alone aFeather on the Wind- Ch 2
Dean Koontz? PSH, he got nothing on me!!
Thanks for the faves Binkinki baby! <3
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