Dance in the Full Moon

O, the Frailty of Memory

Tuesday, September 4, 2018

9.4

Don't mind me, I'm just over here planting my Gorrum bulbs. Soon, they'll grow up into small spiky plants that puff out thin wisps of light. Don't touch the light, please, it's how the plants reproduce. You wouldn't touch the gametes of another animal. What's that you say? Roe, caviar, chicken eggs? Well, that's gross and depressing, but you really shouldn't touch the Gorrum pollen. It's probably poisonous and it definitely causes cancer.

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