Sometimes...

[lsanderson]

Sometimes everything reminds me of Bellona. I was dreaming of new motherboards, and thought that each time I open a computer, it's as if they change. The cables become smaller. The slots become different, and often inexplicably different and fade into combinations that you can't even buy things to plug into. Large floppies give way to smaller floppies, which in turn give way to smaller floppies, and then give way to nothing. The hard drive communication protocols change from one to another. The cables, once flat and wide, become small and thin. The motherboard plugs themselves change from one to the other, with differing numbers of wires snaking from a power supply to the board. It's very like a city, only smaller.

When I unplugged a sick drive, another magically appeared, or magically appeared unformatted. Yes, I think I may have too many drives in the case...

to wound the autumnal city.
So howled out for the world to give him a name.
The in-dark answered with wind.