Chapter 49The technosphere.
Fizzy’s mouth dropped open at the world around her. There she stood on a golden platform encased by a bubble which shielded her from the surrounding anarchy. The swirling, colorful pathways. The streams and beams that bent and moved and danced in every direction.
“Don’t worry, you’re safe here,” said Rexfactor. “I created this to protect you.”
She made small audible gasps.
“Fizz… can you speak?”
A whimper emerged from her throat, and the breathy air became vocalized sound.
“B… be-yoo… beautiful. It’s so… beautiful,” she said. The sounds barely choked out of her. She closed her eyes and savored her breath as if she had released it from a lifetime of holding it.
“Yes, it certainly is,” responded Rexfactor. He seemed pleasantly surprised by her voice, but di
