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Weekly Contest #217
It stared into the instruments floating like wind chimes. It was lying face-up on a medical examination table deep in the cellars. It noted, like so many times before, the rust dulling what dangled above. What fluids had hardened into this sickly burnt orange? Blood and iron. Saliva and silver. Corrosion in action. It would keep tabs on the progress within an infinite memory. Or it would forget. And that would be just the same. Nothing so banal really mattered anymore. This was about feeling, not science. It flung its legs over the side of...
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