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i have a credit card number linked to my phone and
it talks to the little black box at the cashier staton but
this is contingent on it recognizing my fingerprint which
it doesn’t and so
it doesn’t let me inside for
security purposes

all it shows is the lock screen which
shows a notification on its face that
is put there by an app which
i specifically downloaded for
security purposes to
tell me where the moon is and
how much of it is exposed to the sun

it tells me i could enter my code which
is a little connect-the-dots game i play with my finger but
in this state i cannot remember the pattern and
if it is an upside-down “m” or an upside-down “w” and
after ten wrong answers it erases my phone which
i specifically told it to do for
security purposes so
i decline its offer because
there are important mortgage records on my phone which
would take time to replace and
i am a pretty busy guy

i have a wallet with a new debit card in it but
it has a little gold squiggle on one side which
they tell me is there for security purposes but
it only works with a four-digit code which
i can’t remember because
i only just activated it this morning and
i tore up my other card with my bare hands for
security purposes and
i no longer have it

(meanwhile the meat is warming itself on the hot black conveyor belt and i can smell it and it is so much more enticing than the acrid stink of the duct tape and the oily lengths of chain on the belt beside it how fortunate that)

this town has a grocery store that
is also a hardware store which
sells both meat and restraints which
are two things i always need for
security purposes so
it would be ideal except
they do not take checks

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The Staves of the Istari
By Marcella Riley, Ph.D.

A.U.: Frodo chose the Gap of Rohan over Moria
A.U.: No Gimli

Two old men—one white, one grey—stood at the pinnacle of an impenetrable black tower, gazing out at the flooded ruins below. Their robes ruffled subtly in the winds of the high altitudes.

There was silence for a time.

“So much lost,” Saruman the White eventually intoned, his face an expressionless, craggy mask.

“All will be restored in time, old friend,” said Gandalf. “Under guidance of the Ents, the trees will grow again. The land will heal. Isengard will be what it once was.”

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Heaven Below

So I talked to the Devil the other day.

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A long time ago, I was working on a novel called The Difference Engine but my enthusiasm for the project waned when I realized it was just a lot of really self-exposing anthropomorphic animal fiction. Sometimes I think I leapt right over the part where you’re supposed to write what you enjoy and immediately onto “write what you enjoy but only if it has a modicum of respectability to it.” My inability to write without self-consciousness eventually killed the project. As with many of my old ideas, I never know whether to leave it buried or to heave it up and try a proper reboot. One of my favorite characters in the project was the irrepressibly weird blind electronic musician Neon Green Daugherty, who was for a short time my single most present and connected character. She went a little something like this:

* * *

“It’s called ‘gestalt music’,” said the dark-glasseded woman I knew only as SpaceBatAngelDragon. I myself do not have a fancy Internet nickname; the peculiar young woman was probably thinking of me as ‘jscott’ right now, which, for the moment, was fine by me. “Audio fusion. It’s like pointillism for the ears. Two distinct tones blending in the middle of the head to create a richer audio experience than any monophonically-presented chord.”

“Yes,” I said. “That’s kind of a basic tenet of stereo sound.”

“Right!” said SpaceBatAngelDragon. “Anyway, the whole thing fascinates me. So when I started experimenting for real, that’s where I started. My first piece was designed for headphones, and it consisted of two, well, pretty different tracks of music. Different time signatures, musical styles, all that. All designed to harmonize in interesting ways when your head tried to put it together. Sadly, I no longer have access to that piece, because I wrote it in Andante for the Archimedix 2000, and the world’s last functioning Archimedix 2000 died a peaceful death in Hobart, Tasmania in 1998. I still have the discs, but nothing on this earth can read them. I think it’s sad that the Archimedix never actually made it to the year 2000 after all.”

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“Chariot”

When the Charioteer finally released his horses from their traces after a hard day of travel across the broad, windy skyways that ran along the near edge of heaven, the beasts were thirsty and in need of rest.

 

Thankfully, there was a tavern nearby.

 

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“Night Falls”

Night falls, and they arrive. They are not welcome, not invited per se, but they arrive regardless, sweeping across the darkening countryside on silent, membranous wings.

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