Reluctantly Super
art and musings by David Mitchell
wake to
I woke to a quake. Then it was thunder.
"Good to see you," I said, "it's been years, you know?"
There was no reply, only silence and a flash of light.
How rude, I thought, before I fell back asleep.
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