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Rev. Poppy Haze (ITAR compliant)@poppyhaze.bsky.social |
The night shift telegrapher was drifting, it was 4am, he'd cleaned contacts and replaced old coils earlier. He was awoken by sudden silence, the constant tick-tack of relays that shouldn't be quiet. He sat up, he heard the military stop codes, one after another, ZVZ, then silence
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Rev. Poppy Haze (ITAR compliant)
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He swallowed, he knew the codes by heart, learned them in school. But that was pen and paper. He looked at his little switch, he wondered if he should ask somebody. But the training was absolute, when ZVZ comes, all traffic is to halt. He wondered how many others were worrying.
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