Khol 17

Turning to the keyboard again he resumed typing.  I should explain, I mean ‘typing’ not typing because he preferred that (as a lot of people still do secretly) to the mere act of telepathy which in his experience was inexplicably tiring; the process of staring into space for long periods and ‘thinking’ the words perhaps taking up a form of nervous energy that evolution had ill prepared the body for; where even just moving the fingers over imaginary keys provided a measure of somatic relief.