OOMs ?

The shade of a gauntletted glove came off the angles of Tank: it is it.
Tank runs this way and that in the pill crumbs full vat. Crisscross beams of the daystar beat rage, a plummeting shower of quantised heat patter around with the thing. It rolls and sucks a hard-boiled ball of day fervor, an inverted mint.
It would not be left alone many minutes.

#writtenoom #tanksway 2024/08/25