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Epilude: Functionally Identical To An Epilogue But I Made My Bed With The Whole “-lude” Suffix Thing So Here We Are

Creepy was uncharacteristically quiet and preoccupied – pensive, even – as we made our way home across the blessedly un-corpse-swamped and un-stinkholed city. It was so pronounced, in the end, I eventually felt obligated to ask him what was up. “I’m just wondering … Continue reading

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The Myconet, Part 57

“A lesson?” Creepy was immediately and clearly suspicious of this. “What kind of a lesson?” he squinted at the Prism again. “It looks like a maths lesson, Hatboy. Make it go away.” “Would that I could, Creepy, would that I … Continue reading

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The Myconet, Part 55

The department store was busy at this time of day, but as before, the Prism was standing in its place and was largely being ignored by the shoppers. Some of them did glance at it, so it wasn’t as if … Continue reading

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The Myconet, Part 54

It was dank and musty as a time-cellar inside Collins Square Antiques but at least it was slightly better-lit, and its shelves and tables were laden with a staggering array of junk. Still, it was definitely gloomy enough to warrant … Continue reading

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The Myconet, Part 53

When we got back up into the daylight and started towards Collins square, I was pleased to note that the roads were clear and there was no sign of rising salt lake – and nary a corpse, nor part thereof, … Continue reading

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Interlude: Here’s the thing

So, I have a few sections of dénouement for The Myconet, but the story is basically done and it’s dragged on for way, way longer than I thought it was going to in any case. I’ve enjoyed it, as a … Continue reading

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The Myconet, Part 52

“I told you there was nothing down here, Hatboy,” Creepy said, putting his hands in his pockets and grimacing at the mouldy old table. Sure enough, there was nothing lying on the tabletop. The Barnsley Yard Cookhouse Trumpet had, after … Continue reading

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The Myconet, Part 51

In any case, regardless of the actual meta- or possibly ultraphysics of the situation, the universe had hard-reset while my back was turned, at least from the critically flawed perspective of my own senses. That hard reset had completely nullified … Continue reading

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The Myconet, Part 50

Now, here’s the thing about time travel. You don’t understand time travel. There, I said it. Don’t get me wrong. I don’t understand it either. It’s entirely possible that nobody understands it. Our brains evolved in a certain set of … Continue reading

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The Myconet, Part 49

There was a strange strobing flash of darklight, the smell of burning toast, and I distinctly heard one of Creepy’s silly newt-person friends dolefully muttering somewhere in the distance. Real-time timeline changes may very well be my biggest beef with … Continue reading

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