“Bored, bored, bored.” Atlan manipulated the energy projecting into the boiler, cooling the steam. His partner Narangerel stood behind him in the locomotive’s cabin dilating time and slowing matter as they approached Sükhbaatar’s Trans-Mongolian station. The eighteen-year-old girl looked at the back of her lover’s head. “You always say that, Atlan, but we are still […]
Published on October 05, 2019 12:49