Blow the Revolution Part 1

Blown to Smithereens Tracer “There is a time and place for everything,” I glance around, “and this is not the time or the place,” he whispered in my ear. But he was wrong. Every revolution had to start somewhere, and this was mine. He had stalked off a few paces before he realised. “Tracer don’t!” …

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