《The First Corridor of Old Works》Chapter 17: Swamps of Bowels
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None of it worked. If even he - with his particular/personal approach to reality - with the angled, crystal prism-cube – made by the monks of Antac - no doubt, obviously – through which he saw the world - if even he didn't care anymore, was the point, despite the obsessions that had brought him here, through the swamps of – there were swamps of bowels then – Theust; if even he... no longer gave a flat lying down fuck; how could they get a normal person to dream on/act upon it/fantasise inside it; and via this alchemy create the infrastructure that was the only - the only thing keeping the three planets conjoined in any sort of functioning framework; the only sort of functioning framework that existed; without which - there'd been economic depressions; but this was annihilation.
This was cultural, religious, economic, spiritual, commercial, financial, technological - human lives now; it was about human lives; if the stories stopped they'd die. They'd likely all die. They'd die, and if he couldn't believe it any more – him – who believed everything... then how could he get anyone else to.
“Who do I run a plot past? A quest? A sub-quest? A spell? A location of a magic glowing carbuncle that reveals the source of the warriors eternal doom and pain? Where? How? Why?
“- I guess? - I feel? -”
“That's your name -”
“I feel? -”
“You're alive; that's your talent.”
“I have to run a hundred plots by your talent of premonition; your talent to know this stuff will actually work. I have to do that before I find anything with any juice. You know? The process? My process? The process? The regular, at least my regular - it's the process. ”
“It's a tit. You're a child clutching your mothers tit; or tits.” Involuntarily, his eyes glanced queint-directional. She was dressed, obviously, but it was below there. He saw it's... eye... blinking -
“Use your talent, Pheel. This is a supernatural universe and that's your gift.”
She was being kind to him. For reasons he did not know – this had never happened before – that could not by definition be anything other than technically psychotic.
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