The ancient hard drive whirs under the apprentices right hand, as the others' fingertips rest over the keying board. The kernel ventures to the dead sectors, fragmented and distant from the seek head though they may be. The codec, deftly won in a game the evening prior, lays open on the desk nearby.
Runes suddenly flood the screen. Attention is closely paid, notes are taken. Within moments, the drive succumbs to its oxidation and the screen darkens, but the secret has been told. The apprentice utters a small gasp. "The rumors were false," he says. "Rust really does have a specification."
@sir that's cool jimmy, but I just wanted to know how to get Facebook on my iPad
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