8/8/2023 0 Comments Starfall book![]() ![]() Tools lined the back wall behind Garcy's long, circled desk, protected by a shield. Music pumped in the distance as he pushed open the door with his back. Several previous pamphlets stamped themselves around his bright cyan OPEN sign, which also struggled to shine bright. In his arms, with his cybernetic bearing most of the pile, he headed up to Garcy's door. Bundles of holozines tied together with thin cords. Blue lights pulsed once through his bike before it settled down as he opened the trunk pack. Rayan rolled up to the garage door, unhooking his prismkey from the ignition. As with all the shops not in the Sanctum district, crushed under the weight of the skyscrapers. In broken, neon lights: Garcy's Custom Cybernetics - free consultation and first installation, though with the failing of power, it read as flickering 'Free sultations' and 'frst stallations'. He rolled into an alley of shops, right up to the main mechanic's shop. Spinning signs and projected business models blocked out the true beauty of the stars. Rayan took the first exit into the Merger district, where local shops made the foundations of bigger, sky-scraping businesses, where orange painted the metal canopy of its own bright lights. Cars bustled around, giving no care to the universe around them. He tapped the side of his helmet as he rolled up onto one of the solar entrances, where the barrier hummed with power through his helmet. Let's see how the Sanctum feels when they get interrupted. I have to get over to the projection stage. He tapped his dash to check the time, waving the speedometer to the side. I think people deserve the truth, and more help than they're getting. On the highest rungs of the city, the Sanctum HQ blinded those who looked at it for too long. ![]() Rayan revved up the engine, speeding through the shadows of crushing authority. ' This is the time to come together, after a war which has devastated our place in the universe.' 'In light of everything,' a news hologram spoke on the advertising billboards. It echoed around the streets as people partied in the dark corners, refusing to bow to the authority above their heads. Neon lights spread the holographic dancers of the Omega district in stuttered, broken frames as the sound of his hoverbike purred on the road, drowned in the shadows of the solar highways going higher into Odaport city. ![]()
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