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Summertime, Part 3

Day 68. 68 pages, 32,351 words. “So,” the Saint said, “what can we do for each other this fine day?” he squinted as I drew the jar of white Wasteland crust and powder from my pocket, and rattled it at … Continue reading

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Summertime, Part 2

Day 65. 67 pages, 31,738 words. When it comes to the Wasteland, there are only so many experts you can call on for help. Since the Wasteland is nothingness almost by definition, the  for main prerequisite for being an expert … Continue reading

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Summertime, Part 1

Day 62. 64 pages, 30,172 words. Summer. Bane of my existence. Okay, the actual bane of my existence is obviously Oblivio the Great Unmaker. Or possibly Professor Erasrix of the Darker University’s Faculty of Sweet Nothingness. Or Yusef Null, the … Continue reading

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The Myconet, Part 42

The reason I’d fallen over, and so dramatically and unexpectedly, was because the ground was tilted at a different angle. It wasn’t just that I’d stepped from a flat floor to a sloping one – I’d stepped from one flat, … Continue reading

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The Myconet, Part 26

Grumbling to myself, I groped my way to the wall – this one seemed to be hard-packed dirt, slightly musty-smelling, with no plank cladding at all – and along it until I reached a door. The door, at least, was … Continue reading

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