likes to write.
Did Tamer Isler make the movie? Or did he reach into the molten bowels of the earth and pull it forth whole, kicking and squalling, from the grasp of whichever primal elemental force birthed it and concealed it from humanity?
You will laugh with Tamer. You will yell with Matej. You will cry with Julien. If we don't change the direction we're heading in soon, you'll most likely die with Tamer—your ashes will be compressed and superheated into the 2-3mm layer of glass that will someday be the only trace that there ever was anything besides a featureless, sterile wasteland.
