Chapter 16.
Time Moves Funny Now, As It Is

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Rachel liked the smell of a wood fire, yet, she felt a bit more uncomfortable when that smell—and the fire—were indoors.  She blinked her eyes rapidly, taking in the scent of things, then, when they were good and proper open, she scrambled onto her backside and slid into the corner.

Tincture, An Apocalyptic Proposition, Chapter Seventeen

Music in “Tincture” Chapter Sixteen:

Ilyas Ahmed – Moon Falling
Trans Atlantic Rage / Balogh – Somewhere Leading To Nowhere
Origamibiro – Flicker
Dexter Britain – Seeing The Future
Trans Atlantic Rage / Balogh – Soul Search
Jahzzar – Jardins du Luxembourg