MARCH 1997		T H E RAVEN C H R O N I C L E S
			A R T H U R . T U L E E
	Untitled: IN MY MYTHOS American Grit From 1 Injun To Another (Waiting For Coyote) Untitled: The world ends tonight at half past ten. In The Zone Again Saving Face		Untitled   The world ends tonight at half past ten. There. I've said it, shared my burden. Now. What will you do with this knowledge? Ignore it and watch reruns eat salt and sugar and touch yourself waiting for your regrets and confusion to come crashing down on your mixture of urban hell and random innocence? Or will you stare into the eyes of your loved ones hoping to enter the other side holding hands and chanting claiming eternity like true angels clutching sweat and blood and megavolting neutrons stifling screams when the sun itself touches your personal space? Well, of course I'm joking. Wasn't serious for a second. You know I have no credibility. But, uh, close your eyes around half past ten.
			© The Raven Chronicles 1997

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