Moebius Trip
A hazy black and white television, freed from it's cheap veneer housing sits awkwardly on a fragile brown table, its cathode ray tube naked and blaring. Through a dust caked window, Attack Ships perch on their gigantic scaffolds, cloistered beasts awaiting an electronic impulse that will signal their initial, sluggish roll away from their moorings. The television shows an orchestra from an indeterminate time performing a single note over and over in a breathless loop. A royal guard approaches the most corpulent Attack Ship, their hard worn uniforms offset by the celestial fanfare that blares over the lashed [...]




















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