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ionelvI had a short dream that I stumbled upon a green whitered-tulip tomato. The texture on the outside was hairy and on the inside like crocodile skin. The shape was roughly like a thick baseball glove and I was told that the taste is amazing despite the looks. I was about to take a big bite when the tomato started beeping and yawning.
Semiconscious micro-fiction: Across all the home nurseries, small quiet creatures were getting silently activated by remote control. They started observing and memorizing everything there was to know about the nearby bipeds. Their neural and digestive systems was maturing at a super-accelerated pace. Every night, parents were putting their toddlers to sleep by softly singing lullabies and by making sure the kids were hugging their iTeddies. The X day of reckoning was near.
Semiconscious micro-fiction: Across all the home nurseries, small quiet creatures were getting silently activated by remote control. They started observing and memorizing everything there was to know about the nearby bipeds. Their neural and digestive systems was maturing at a super-accelerated pace. Every night, parents were putting their toddlers to sleep by softly singing lullabies and by making sure the kids were hugging their iTeddies. The X day of reckoning was near.
