BACKSTRIP


Words about people, information, and the space in between.
Plus other things. By David Kidd


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23 May 2008
The deep waters, black as ink, began to swell and recede into an uncertain distance. A gray ominous mist obscured the horizon. The ocean expanse seemed to darken in disapproval. Crashing tides sounded groans of agonized discontent. The ocean pulsed with a frightening, vital force. Although hard to imagine, life existed beneath.
—The opening line of a story written by The Internet.