Blackbird
The Midnight Vault is open
“Mother, what is that?”
His little fingers jabbed the screen, focusing her attention on the dog in the photograph. She didn’t know what kind it was, but it was a large one, with the same docile smile that most dogs had in photos. Its pink tongue was hanging from its mouth. She stared for a moment before answering. The hum of the Aves system grew louder a…
