BRIAN ALDISS
Cryptozoic!
When he woke, she was gone. He lay for a long while looking up at the tent roof, wondering how much he cared.
He needed company, although he was never wholly comfortable with it; he needed a woman, although he was never wholly happy with one. He wanted to talk, although he knew most talk was an admission of non-communication.
How far was a feeling genuine if it did not find expression in an external act?
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