Quote:2011 - Somewhere in South Carolina_______________________________________________________________
I could lay here and mourn the loss of my legs, but my gaze kept falling on the blackbox in the corner. Reaching out I snagged my sketch book with my good arm. Bracing it with my damaged arm I got to drawing. People where building spaceships in their backyard. Much like the one that fell out of it's cradle and crushed my legs. The pencil flew across the page as I drew. I don't blame my friend for it, god rest his soul, nether of us suspected that the his ship would shift suddenly like that. I figure a new pair of legs wouldn't be that hard. I'll have to do some research to see if anyone had data on how to hook them up without surgery to my nervous system. Maybe even a powered brace for my left arm to overcome the damaged muscles.
Ever since that weird stuff showed up a few years ago, it's been pretty clear. The the Future was now within reach if you dared and I'd be damned if I wasn't going to dare.
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