
Punk’s Not Dead
Around me is complete chaos. The soldiers open fire, bullets everywhere. They’re better armed, but we’re out of our fucking minds.
Around me is complete chaos. The soldiers open fire, bullets everywhere. They’re better armed, but we’re out of our fucking minds.
Concerns are being raised over the new treaty between Russia and North Korea…
She relinquished her control
Into my steady hands, the untamed part
Of her that had split open throats
And hearts through heaviest of armors.
Hello, I’m Paul, and I’ve died 62 times. But don’t worry. This isn’t going to be one of those sad stories about dying. That’s not my story, at least.
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When Crawford, a bioengineer, stumbles upon the eviscerated corpse of a florafox, she must hunt down her escaped biosynth—a dangerous benthomander whose genecode may have been compromised.
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