The [grey nothing] is making the [hounds? Hounds / Giela of Perdition, same iconography as the old Terellian texts, could be a joking title?] restless. They pace, and [sing / weep / whine? Actual canines? Check the Six Species Zoological Index for animal types believed to have been brought off Earth, making note of live organisms vs. gene stock and embryos], and create [noxious / biohazard / blasphemy] of the most unthinkable intensity. I need to consult [strong machine] about their diet. If she can feed me, surely she can feed them.
In contrast, [the pallid babe / child … serpent? Wyrm? Last Days icon for the apocalyptic Conquest – the symbols here suggest killer, and offspring of killer, and scion of great monsters] seems soothed by the [grey nothing]. She sleeps, and feeds, and only [cries / hisses / blossoms?] when we enter the [black nothing / real space]. Unfortunately, her [wrath] only serves to distress the [hounds] further. Their protective impulse is heightened when she is in [distress / rage], so there is no time when we have peace from the two [fools / villains – this reminds me of a narrative device used in some old plays, these could just be mirrors of soliloquy].
To take my mind off the noise, I offer to these pages a full accounting of our [crimes / deeds, seems to flip between heroism and villainy arbitrarily] on [the world that is no more – Earth?].
In [sand, fire, spiders / snakes, the context implies a planet or landmass on a planet, maybe the origin of Gund alphabet? Could also be a more artistic reference to perdition or damnation, a Hell from which the creatures escaped?], I walked with [Arch-destructor, placeholder icon Oræl, cross-check this against the ballads / Oræl Rides to War, Larouchel may have been onto something(!)] the Vengeful, together we gathered the wastrels [actual icon is like the one for person but with a gap struck through it – incomplete person? Actual misbegotten creature??] and sought the [darkness / unmaking / waters]. We joined with [Ghoan runes here, of all things – Jorg Flod? Best guess] and [pallid serpent / gorgon / wyrm / Last Days icon for the apocalyptic Spite] and [boy / vessel of flame / Last Days icon for the apocalyptic Emptiness, this is all probably a cultural reference or even a joke that no longer translates, did the apocalyptic riders have Hell Hounds? Or is this just a bunch of friends and a pair of dogs??].
Together, and in the land of [broken minds / insane / violent, this is where there’s a strong Mygoni and maybe Old Jalahi influence, check the text fragments], we did murder on [beautiful things / higher beings / undead abominations? Undead slaves?? Sheesh, B-fly, pick a theme!].
The [stinging / burning plant] said a strange thing in my ear before I killed [it / her … some kind of prophetic vision? The burning tree of God? Or … see The Thorns of the Garden, cross-check medical journals on hallucinogenic plant toxins from the settling of Gethsemane]. [It / she] told me how to kill a man already dead. [Sad / Sorry – and then almost complete Xidh lettering, Jom? This might be a reference to the dead / alive remains of Sloane, the implication of many lives in sequence, the regrets and apologia often expressed in Sloanic verse].
It was strange, and simple, like a [eulogy in compact theria form – poem?]. Perhaps I will commit it to words here. Perhaps it is better than forgetting, when I [die / brain death / sleep or memory fades, literally the butterfly is fleeting].
You never know.
Pretty sure I know who is the writer, but I could be Imagoing it. The revelation I assume to be how to kill “Jom”, which, if true, has been around for much, much longer than previously thought. How is it passed down? I can’t imagine you will reveal the method in the next part when you could drag the cliffhanger yet further and.put in a future novel.
Welcome back! Thank you for singlehandedly restoring my will to live.
I mean, mild spoilers for The Last Days of Earth abound here but I guess there’s little need to worry about that. You seem to be on the right page.
Oof, that is dark! OK, so for my contribution I’ll admit I had to go to the “Chucky Section” of my bookshelves and thumb through “The Last Days of Earth” even though I’ve read it twice, to make my guess of who is the author.
 Incidentally, the largest section of my bookshelves.
Yeah you can’t spell the name without “tit”, eh? Am I right? Also good to hear from you, man! Sorry about your job although you seem to be looking on the bright side of it!
Happy to be back. Sorry it has been so long. Quit my job three months ago and I am enjoying semi-retirement until next year.
Aye no worries, that was the plan, right? Quit, live off the fruits of capitalism for a time, then see how things stand. Hope it’s all going well!
It has its ups and downs.
Looking forward to more of your books though.
I fully expect to have the opportunity to read every phase you have planned.
Thanks, man. I appreciate that.