It was in those small hours, the sleepless hours, tending the Sentient Wurtlizter Node long beyond her command, that Zimogen Fingertickler could feel her late husband by her side, or possibly just the ghost of someone dressed as her late husband, he was tickling her finger whoever he was.
From "Solaris Number Two!"
She's wearing him as an extremely avant-garde earring.
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