Snail in the wasteland
Slick streamlined track over stones
Silver in his wake
If the snail had hair it would have been swept back as he accelerated to get into the safety of a bush. I did consider lifting it and putting it somewhere where it could munch on some foliage, but then I remembered the Prime Directive. I was living my life like Star Trek that day, I couldn’t intervene.
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