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The following poems are randomly selected from part B of the Garden series.
If you are patient, the whole story may appear. There is a doorway on this site, that will open to the poetry collection, both in context and complexity.
UprisingNever before has so many joined forces:
SortiesA quick brief on the rest of the Division.
Meek of the SquadronWelcome to the Divisional Aerial Field;
Welcome to the LaboratoryWelcome to the laboratory of Raspitur,
PredictionKindaal had guessed Natas was going to be mad,
TempestThe quietude, was far too quiet,