The Circuit Faith
A New Dawn for the Searching Soul
Why is it that nobody ever comes knocking at my door, except for when I’m taking a nap. With all the time travelling that I’ve been doing lately, I thought I’d rest my eyes for a minute. But no. Knock Knock Knock.
Rather than answer it, I grabbed the keyfob for the janky time machine and hit the panic button. The sound of the gravitator siren send them …
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