Dreaming in Infrared

[Obsidian]

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"A very simple mechanism separates the fool from wisdom. The lines between us are not real. Conditioning is what makes us feel ignorant and apathy will feed our hate so we can never give in."

Grim thoughts. It was time. Artizar Santiago stepped into the shadow that gave her some privacy to do her little secret ritual. She took out a kind of an injector from the numerous pockets of her flight suit. Experienced fingers swiftly mounted the injection needle and seconds after that she was putting the injector back in the pocket of the flight suit.

"Zorra!" she heard someone calling her "where have you disappeared?" the sound of footsteps closing, her heartbeat accellerating she felt the pulse in her forehead, drums of war. She touched the handle of the faithful Salamanca blade...



Artizar "Artemis" Santiago, Corsair Titan pilot, Amazones of the Night; [GAU]

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