Mycelia - My Own Private Spot of Snow

Okay, let's go!
Where to? What did he say?
Anywhere.. somewhere?
What did he say? Where is Ava?
The evacuation program.
What is it about it?
It's a genocide program, you do not get anywhere. They transport you to some place and then they kill you.
No, I don't believe you!
They just kill them. It's all a lie. We have to tell people.
Where did you get this idea from? This is bizarre... I have a few friends who got evacuated.
Childress himself told me so.
Yes, but Childress hasn't had a sane thought for years, everyone knows that how sober did he seem to you?
Not that sober, but what if it's true.
It sure isn't, think about it. How would they be able to keep it secret?
They keep quite a lot of things secret, don't they?
Well, I wouldn't know.
Obviously, that's why it's called secret.
Look man, I don't know.
We have to tell people.
And where do we start? Who do we begin with? Who do we reach?
We'll see.
Last night I dreamt of snow again.
Come again.
I dreamt I stood on a roof and snow fell like in those old flicks you know I actually saw snow once, way back as a child, when we lived up at the vulture vaults my father once went with me to show me the snow. It was white and cold and tasted like nothing else.
And now you dream of snow?
Well, sometimes I do?
Why do you tell me this?
I have no idea. I guess it's just because I have this snow to all to myself my very own private spot of snow. Nobody knows about it. Nobody can take it.
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Let's go for breakfast, shall we?

Written by:
Marc Jonas Trummer

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