“And these syncopated patterns of audial energy, you call…?”
“Music.”
“Yes. It conveys a message?”
“Yes.”
“And emotion?”
“For most. Evidence of such, for others.”
“Why?”
“Because it is worth sharing.”
“Amongst beings who extinguish each other?”
“Perhaps moreso, so we will attempt to curtail such activities.”
“And do you?”
“Not much, no.”
“So again, why?”
“In the hope that we might, some day.”
“Do you have any history of having done so?”
“Usually not until long after such periods are over, and rediscovery is chancy.”
“So why, is in the hope that it will be rediscovered.”
“I–“ he paused, his eyes misted. “Yes.”
#microfiction

Fairpraline

Fed up with rampant neoliberalism? Fairpraline was made for you! Coming from fair traide¹, one Fairpraline a day² visibly reduces³ ambiant capitalism!

¹ Fair to us
² Recommended minimal quantity
³ On our test panels

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Fairpraline

Raz le bol du néo-libéralisme rampant ? Fairpraline est faite pour vous ! Issue du commerce équitable¹, une Fairpraline par jour² réduit visiblement³ le capitalisme ambiant !

¹ Fair : équitable
² Quantité minimale conseillée
³ Sur nos panels de test

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Crimson afterglow bleeds from the Maw.
The Chorus Chain hums against the Silencequake’s roar.

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Debonaire Lord Vulpex wasn't paying attention to his lovely young companion, Lady Reynardine, but that didn't bother her. She was following the lord's intent gaze and realized he was tracking the bow-legged man with the red stockings and the sack, who was moving through the crowded streets, stopping at various market stalls and doing ... something. But what?

"Your prey?" asked the lady, delicate tongue passing over her lips.

"Let's call him my #quarry," the lord replied.

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“No,” vaped Darth Vader. “I am your,” vape sounds, “father.”

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Mistress buckles the neural inhibitor collar behind my neck. I can’t see the controller in her hand but it must be activated; I notice fleetingly as awareness fades to a mauve fuzz. I am moving. It must be in response to a command, but there is no Me to understand it, just It. Me would have said this is terrible but it is peaceful. I exist to serve.

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The detective's nose twitched as he inspected the half-full coffee cup. "Ah, that distinctive aroma. Bitter almonds. Or is it #aniseed? I always get them mixed up."

"That explains a lot," muttered the rookie.

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With his various medical conditions, Tom couldn’t really go to the streets to stand up to the fascists. And between his medical conditions and the piss-on-the-poor American health care system, he didn’t have any spare money he could send to the people and groups fighting the fascists. It seemed all he could do was spend his time online sharing all the videos and stories he could. It never felt like enough, but when every little thing helped, he at least was doing something.

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