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DEAD? RIGHT: DEAD. EUGENE MORELLO, LATE OF THE WESTERN WORLD. Then how can the late Poet Laureate's words be coming through the interlink? And what horror could have caused him to leave this safe, gentle world of his own free will? THEY PUT THE BALL AGAINST MY EAFI AND LET ME HEAR THE SLUG. Alexander Blunt, the complete conformist, the tame poet of the Freeman state. Can the benevolent Freeman be a murderer? So say the messages from the dead. I AM ONE WITH THE DEER AN6', THE JAGUAR. Blunt journeys to mysterious Bellerophon, in the western mountains, where ancient rebels have come back to I ife, where an aged Mexican sorceress can control events...and where awesome powers gather strength for the coming struggle.
I WANT REVENGE, ALEXANDER.
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