Dimensions
111 x 178 x 30mm
A world that is falling apart, a world of secrets, a world of lies . . .
The blinkers were smaller than any Jon had seen before, even more compact than the military units he remembered from Dirangesept. They barely made an imprint on the glove. The eyeshades were hardly more substantial than corneal lenses, and in the concavities their jacketed neural exensors looked like minute Chinese thread noodles.
He lifted the shade loop with a finger. The exensors instantly twitched and began to probe the air. Jon suppressed his nausea with difficulty.
Leeches, he remembered. They don't enter you. You enter the machine. It had been bullshit then, and it was still bullshit.
