Elian nodded. He leaned back, watching the progress bar fill up. Outside his window, the sun began to rise, but for the first time in years, the light didn't hurt his eyes.
SOURCE: THE MEMORY OF THE NIGHT YOU LEFT. DESTINATION: THE CLOUD. STATUS: SEEDING. 1337x.to13
Elian froze. The cursor blinked in the center of the screen. He typed, shakingly: Desktop. Elian nodded