“I still get the looks in the corridors sometimes. I can tell much of the crew is wondering why someone so young isn’t back at the Academy, earning his stripes. I still hear mention of ‘the kid’ and I know who they are talking about. All I can do is what I have done my whole life: prove them wrong. The captain’s faith in me gives me hope. I will continue to do everything I can to continue to earn his trust.”
— Chekov’s Audio Log #2, Star Trek (the game) (xx)
John And The Volta | Paralized
Jorge Luis Borges, “The Aleph”
Anthony Marra, A Constellation of Vital Phenomena
i observe men in silence, how they leave plates on dining room tables, how they slam doors, how they take up whole couch with legs sprawled and lounging arms, how they do not filter speech, too confident, too loud. voices always violent, everything a war.
Something was stirring inside the statue’s mouth. Something was slithering up from its depths.
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