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Silver light washed the mountains, paled them┬áso they gleamed with cosmic metal. Stars beyond twinkled across the blue-to-black night sky while the white sands of the mountain where he stood were lit garish white-blue-purple. Songs flowed through his head, half-remembered and almost heard. Old nostalgic dance music from a youth spent in clubs and warehouse …

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Journal of Gordon Ogle – Day 12

<–Previous Damn shit damn shit damn. Ahh… I can’t let this go. That girls going to get eaten alive out here, and that’s not just an expression. Where could she be? I searched all day yesterday, she ain’t in town. Shit. She could be anywhere. Why didn’t I stay? Why do I care? Shit. Something …

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Journal of Gordon Ogle – Day 11

<–Previous Got back into that first town. Turns out that girl got outta surgery two days ago. They released her and she just walked off. No one knows where. Should I have stayed? I don’t know. I don’t know. Guess I’ll look around, ask around a bit, see if anyone noticed. Its not likely though. …

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Journal of Gordon Ogle – Day 10

<–Previous Sunset is coming on. One of the most beautiful things I’ve ever seen. You don’t reailze it, growing up in the shells, what a real Earth sky is like. Sure I’ve seen pictures, but wow the colors are unreal. Though of course they are more real than most of what I’ve spent my life …

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Journal of Gordon Ogle – Day 9

<–Previous Found some beer. Drank it. Not as good as it could be. Decided to head out of town, the map shows that I can go south and arc back around to the med camp where the girl is. I guess I should go back. Two other small settlements are on the way. The first …

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Journal of Gordon Ogle – Day 8

<–Previous Considering heading back to check on that girl before I go much further out. Hard to say. Could be wastin my own precious time carin for a stranger. Risking my life to head back there now. I decide to head back tomorrow, after I see if there’s anything else of use I can get …

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Journal of Gordon Ogle – Day 7

<–Prevous   The next day…I don’t know. I was beat. I just hung around the town all day, poking into its buildings one by one. All run down, everything smothered in the heat. Here, where the buildings used to be taller, you could see odd framings as holes in one structure led to unprecedented views …

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Journal of Gordon Ogle – Day 6

<–Previous Reached a good sized town. Coming up to it was a giant satellite dish, so someone here must have communication with the shells. Unless some part of it doesn’t work. You could tell right away this town was a fair sight bigger than the first one, and had always been. The ruins here still …

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Journal of Gordon Ogle – Day 5

<–Previous I left. It ain’t like I can’t go back. Got my hands on an old map. Fella said it might not be all that accurate anymore, but what with the scribbles all over it somethins gotta make sense. I rode out of town east, at an easy saunter, rifle ready, but then I thought, …

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Journal of Gordon Ogle – Day 4

<–Previous The girl still hasn’t been let out of surgery, guess the impact got her pretty messed up. Medic says she’ll be fine in the end, but it takes time. Hundred years ago, neither of would have made it. The Miracles of Science. I’m sitting for a bit in a bomb shelter that’s been converted …