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She took the rubber disc from her clitoris in between finger and thumb and raised it to the mirror, where it connected with a soft puck.

With practiced vagueness she looked into the corner of the room, ignoring her exposed labia as it silently burst in a triangular frill.

He tried to envision her half-submerged body, the bones in her chest forming tidal channels, brine-coated pools developing in the slope under her shoulders.

Remembering the photographs he'd stolen from the base, he removed his wallet and unfolded them in his palm, turning to shed the sun's glare off their filmy surface.

A snapshot of the surface of Mars, a sand-sea trapped in an impact crater, it's shores forming a three-rayed fan.

The abandoned beach seemed to urge for this eroded future, and he quickly pocketed the image, afraid of materializing it before him, flooding the stone pillars arranged in a sigil to summon an inorganic world.