Our Human Masks, Chapter 3
Or maybe they were freon. radon? i wasn't sure which nobel gas looked pink. nor was i sure how i got to this los vegas-looking tailor.
The Manimal Chronicles #16: In-PSI-de Out
It didn't seem right for someone like him to be killed by a viper thug like freon. he hovered before the statue a moment, breath misting before him in the icy air, then turned and flew off into the cloudless blue sky.