Flickers

Flickers

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WE INTERRUPT THIS PROGRAMME WITH-- WE INTERRUPT THIS PROGRAMME-- THIS PROGRAMME-- WE INTERRUPT THIS PROGRAMME WITH -- Something is looming over the city of Perinslaith; attacking radiowaves, attacking the very fabric of what it means to exist. What it means to live and to die. In a dark and industrialized vision of the near future, the opening of a tear in the fabric of the universe threatens the survival of everyone and everything. It will be those born on the boundaries and on the edges who will be charged with making the choices that could see the downfall or the saviour of the fragile world in which they subside. Yet; with minds as fragile as the bonds which keep the city from falling, remaining whole could prove just as difficult as saving their fragmenting world before it flickers out completely.
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