27 [Now Now Now]

Ancient and thriving, living in a cloaked and un-knowable corner of Mesopotamia, trapped in a locked sliver of space by Elohim that no human could enter or detect, Tov V’ra-Untree paused it’s drinking from outside the restricted space.

Something was changing.

Something not right.

Something suddenly tasted sour in the continual succor of human suffering it had grown to enjoy for millennia. The unseen flow of pain, death, rage, hate, lust and shame from these deceived and infected vermin tasted… different… changed…

It rapidly uncoiled, it’s silver, three-by-nine, pear-like data node-fruits began blinking and falling to the ground.

Something… not right… danger… prepare… attempt to escape…

crisbaj

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