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I am writing this now from the other side, in a nation of schedules and budgets. But late at night, if I close my eyes, I can still hear the faint, four-part harmony of Elara’s pigeons.

They say Enthustan was never on any map, not even the old ones that showed phantom islands and cities of gold. It was a country of the spirit, a republic of radiant obsession. enthustan

They’re almost on the bass line now. And in Enthustan, almost is the only victory that matters. I am writing this now from the other

I asked Thorne how the economy functioned. if I close my eyes