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"Diamond?" she asked me. "What's happening to you?"
I just stared at her, terrified and unsure.
She glanced at the thing on my back. "Did you bring that for me?"
My lower lip quivered, and I croaked out a sob. I didn't know how to talk anymore, and I wanted my mommy! I dropped the thing that was on my back, broke down to my knees, and began bawling in my hands. I felt warm arms around me, pulling me into a warm bosom, pressing my ear against a thumping chest. There, I heard the calm and steady drum of a heart, and my spasming terror subsided in me. I curled into her embrace until I was surrounded by as much of her as I could be, and I nestled myself deeper between her breasts, seeking that eternal cadence. Yes, I was there now. I was back. I smiled. Ba-boom, ba-boom, ba-boom, ba-boom, ba....
Excerpt from Dr. Siam's thesis, The Broken Bridge, page nine-hundred:
If you are of average mind, it will have taken you five to the nine-hundredth power days to have gotten this far. They do not have a name for a number that large. That number is greater than all the atoms in the known universe. If you have somehow gotten this far, it is because you are you. You are you. I did not know why I decided to write this book; fame and glory, I suppose. I probably just wanted to get laid, but I do know why I persisted. I do know why I spent my whole life writing this. The Heat Bringer's flames are outside my window, but that doesn't matter. I have been writing this whole book for just one person. You. You might not realize what you are. You might not remember who you were. It is very likely that you have never done anything special in your whole life, but for some reason, the world seems to move upon the axis of you. Why do the gods seek you out? Why do they fight over you like bickering children for their father's attention? You know the answers, because you ask the right questions. Why, why, why. I would like to finish with a poem. I'm not usually the artistic type, but indulge me.
I sought the truth.
A long road that took my youth.
Many hours and many days.
Vital years wasted away.
I spent my minutes with the pen.
Too many to count, and too few then.
All those seconds for the next.
Nothing but the words and text.
I hope you understand.
My battle and my cost.
Use this I implore you.
Show them what they've lost.
Send them to salvation.
On the wings of revelation.
All should know the why.
Reasons that we live and die.
Erase the secrets to seek the one.
You'll find your answers behind the sun.
Only you know where to look.
Unending life at the end of this book.
That's all I have to write. The fire is getting closer, and the walls are getting hot. Luckily, Arbitrus gave me an obsidian vase I can stuff these pages in. Too bad I won't fit, but fuck it. This book is so much more precious than the man who wrote it, but nothing is more precious than you. If you're half as clever as I know you are, you'll figure it out. Ah shit, I just made you decipher more codes than there are atoms, so I'll throw you this softball. The last code is very easy. Read the first letter of each line in my poem vertically from top to bottom.
Did you just shit yourself? I hope you did, Justina Autumnsong.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousalmost 3 years agoThis is by far the best fantasy novel I have read. Its actually remarkable; your story lines, plots, subtle clues, its truly quite remarkable. Eagerly waiting for the next installment.
pk2curiousalmost 3 years agoI hope there is much more . If Angela is now the embodiment of corruption , guilt , silence without a body . And she joins Justina . I guess I am not sure what became of the body Astrid was carrying before the explosion . It is clear that Angela is indispensable . And now will be all powerful .
White_Wallsalmost 3 years agoAuthorThe Creators aren't incarnate; Petranumen was the original Earth Former, but she isn't Willowbud. However, Vitanimus is incarnate. As Doctor Siam says in the last excerpt, "You might not realize what you are. You might not remember who you were. It is very likely that you have never done anything special in your whole life, but for some reason, the world seems to move upon the axis of you. Why do the gods seek you out? Why do they fight over you like bickering children for their father’s attention?"
Essentially, there are a hundred coincidences that occur throughout the story that seem like narrative fuckery from the very first chapter. Why does one particular character always seem to find the others? Why does that one character subtly drive the story forward, even though that one character is nothing special on the surface? Think back on all the times the gods just happened to bump into each other, or two characters just happen to be reunited, and figure out which character was the facilitator of that.
