T-08
- Yage was obviously correct, while his mind flicked momentarily back and then returned, the old man had pulled and odd looking implement, inserted it into his ear and emerged triumphantly with a ball of wax,
T-07
- he analysed his hearing, couldn’t remember quite how he’d felt prior to the extrusion and concluded in a warm daze that he felt better in some way,
T-06
- somehow there was a certain definition to the old man’s voice, he looked into the creases on the man’s face these somehow authenticating the deed, he smiled, the old man took this as a symbol of encouragement and dived in once more this time choosing a silver ornate implement, again he surfaced smearing the resultant wax for he to see, analysing the texture like a farmer analysing top soil, again he though he felt a slight lift of spirits as his vision cleared his inner drum felt somehow clearer,
You're doin' too much, do less.