Well hello there.
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.
PredictionKindaal had guessed Natas was going to be mad,
Bull HornThe Niknogard charged at double time,
He Calls Me SlothThe Master, he calls me Sloth,
Third Apostle's LetterIt's great to be back, amongst my finest companions. It was good to meet and converse with Nathaniel. But "there's no place like home." So the Ancient saying goes.
Welcome to the LaboratoryWelcome to the laboratory of Raspitur,
SortiesA quick brief on the rest of the Division.