The Cybre was a long strange way home over the federated timeline now, and she was no console woman, no cybre.space cowgirl. Just another poster, trying to make it through. But the dreams came on in the beach.city night like livewire mountain dew, and she'd cry for it, cry in her sleep, and wake alone in the dark, curled in her futon in some seattle apartment, her hands clawed into the couch cushions, pillows bunched between her fingers, trying to reach the timeline that wasn't there.
22, end of a european colonizer bloodline on stolen Wichita land.
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