Their imperfect processing of thoughts and memories made it impossible to know what they were thinking. Ideas flashed and flickered erratically between neurons, sparking in the dark fluid of their minds like a shoal of fish in deep waters.
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Take Two
Around her, her cubicle-mates stared blearily into space, focussed on their own visu-screens with varying degrees of attention. Sometimes someone smiled. She wondered what they had to smile about.
What the night sky sees
Moonlight filtered dimly between heavy leaves as he neared the peak, sweat sliding down his back and stinging his eyes. He blinked the moisture away, before frowning and dashing it away with a hand. The other clutched the strap of his small kit - all the tools he’d need for tonight.