He couldn’t sign up fast enough. A new world called joyously.
This would be a place where he could write what he saw and felt, in words that said how he saw and felt it.
The injection in his arm and the promise of a new life when he awoke. Bliss. His mind filled with colours and explosions and flavours.
Who knew how much longer it was when he awoke to blazing joy.
“It is time for your orientation classes, the AI explained.”
“Today’s lecture is entitled ‘filter words’.”
They didn’t know you could kill a lecturer with a stylus….
Daily Drabble – Stylus
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