Hugh Portman

Permina Culture Vulture Magazine

I. Kvon opens the tray made of skittles. He was on planet JupitEquatoré-Hyujimbababa, a mish-mash of planetary substance from before and after the event horizon broke that one day - etched in the backdrop of his subconscious brain, bound to break into the light - and on a field day, like today, it had been just his little ritual to search out a spacecraft, mired somewhere in the dust...