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Book IX of Q’ri ru-Bloviart

Research Note #43: It is widely considered¬†as fact by the historical community that Aamer Belkins-Dunjhab began his translation work of Gjeunse literature while still a resident of the Goonscape. While numerous translated artifacts may exist in that alternate¬†dimension, it is … Continue reading

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The Chamber

There is no accurate way to begin since the experience itself was unlinear and exceeded all boundaries of time and self. The Gjeunse took me to a Chamber. There are many of them in their society. They are places of … Continue reading

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Triovia Island

Visiting Triovia island today with Khempett Chipp, one of my Gjeunse host brothers. While this place was charming at first, I regret that we’ve elected to spend the majority of the 26 hour day here. Triovia island is known for … Continue reading

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Solos and Trillo

Adopted, as an adult, by strange people in a fantastic new place. It’s a new kind of childhood. The seemingly infinite opportunity for exploration. Indeed since this town, this country, this planet is all wholly alien to me, it may … Continue reading

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That Can’t Be Right

“But that can’t be right,” protested young Heppmurt to the monk. “There must be a logical and correct course of action.” The monk was perched on his favorite boulder, smiling broadly, wetness standing out at the corners of his eyes. … Continue reading

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The Disastrous Nature of Mania

A really good paranoid flight of fancy doesn’t take you very high because it is afraid to go higher.

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