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Solomon Zox hovered his thumb over the oxidized REC button of his supratomic transceiver. It had been 3 years since the last transmission had reached XA-32.
Over the faint static a millennia old signal reaches the station. Its original broadcaster had been dead some 5 (nonstandard) galactic miliyears, everyone they ever knew and loved long forgotten. Digital ghosts.
The electroSonic™ frequency was coming in clear now.
“Eh, ok.” Solomon said to his holographic companion. Servos whirred.
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By ghobotSolomon Zox hovered his thumb over the oxidized REC button of his supratomic transceiver. It had been 3 years since the last transmission had reached XA-32.
Over the faint static a millennia old signal reaches the station. Its original broadcaster had been dead some 5 (nonstandard) galactic miliyears, everyone they ever knew and loved long forgotten. Digital ghosts.
The electroSonic™ frequency was coming in clear now.
“Eh, ok.” Solomon said to his holographic companion. Servos whirred.
Mixed by ghobot
ghobot.net
Bluesky
Soundcloud
Bandcamp