MAUDE MOLD #30
MAUDE MOLD
#30
by Stanley Lieber
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tags: 1966, mars2, tab2
31 December.
It really was taking a long time to climb up this hill.
A dialogue box appeared.
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TAB2 clicked. He couldn’t really see what he was doing, and maybe he even missed, but there he was still on the steep side of the mountain, data gloves stabbing wildly into the... whatever it was... and he’d be damned if more of the same didn’t seem like too good an opportunity to pass up.
Things began to happen.
First of all, he was knee-deep in gray mud. Contra dust. The windswept side of the mountain seemed to be meeting him halfway, perhaps even moving in the opposite direction as himself. In any case, suspiciously giving and friendly. He rejected this out of hand, the residue of long training representing a substantial investment by his country. Something he’d internalized through early grade school and on into the present. There was no even-handedness when he was even-handing, so shut the fuck up.
The hill was sliding down on him.
Okay.
He clicked, and clicked.
