Music=
Cinnamon Girl- Neil Young
Cinnamon Girl- Neil Young
UFOtext=
Mountain Outpost
“You left Terminus?”
Taran tried to read the mind of John Atoms.
“Yes- unfortunately the Mule controls everything in the galaxy. But I escaped.”
John Atoms stirred his tea. It swirled in a silver cup.
“Where’s Toran & Beta?”
“Who knows…”
He sipped his tea.
Taran lowered his eyes. Astira held his hand.
“The Far Star picked up the Mule. A cosmic hitch hiker. That I know for sure.”
Taran looked for a reaction.
“Probably the quantum hard key- & maybe the cimmaron trade. As I said, the Mule controls everything.”
The Dragonfly spooned cimmaron & chaga on her yogurt & berries- the magic powders elevated her oneness with the universe.
