James Williams

It cannot be seen, cannot be felt, cannot be heard, cannot be smelt

It hides behind stars and under hills and empty holes it fills

It comes first and follows after. Ends life, kills laughter”

The pot was stirred so to speak

If anything, you are even more vulnerable, and I will tell you about it in a bit.

My translator occasionally chimed in when there was a general laughter or question directed specifically at me.

This is not necessarily sinister per se.

But if you go over this section of the book, heck if you go all the way back