Lord Bolo completed his journey to the Avid Horizon, but he faltered at the last moment, and he turned back with the Knock still clenched in his hand.
Mr. Eaten’s Calling Card now serves him only to remind him that his hunger for knowledge will never be satiated. If anyone wishes to follow in his footsteps, drop him a note, and he will be delighted to pass on Mr. Eaten’s Calling Card.
Maybe the next Seeker will be braver and will not hesitate to ask their question in the face of eternal damnation…
The mournful author is working on a piece worthy of being tossed down the well. They’d like to ask if anyone is in possession of a peculiar calling card, so they can weep like an open wound until they bleed dry.
edit: A millions thanks for Lord Bolo to send me the card. However crumpled it maybe, it shall be a candle on the way to ruination.
The Mournful Author is ready to rise and depart for the horizon. They’d like to leave the calling card to anyone who’s ready for the never-ending hunger. If anyone is interested, send them a calling card, and they’ll gladly deliver the key to ruination.
edit: The calling card has been delivered to the Northbound Pilgrim.
I find myself in possession of a certain card. I held this card in my hand as I drifted off to sleep and had disturbing dream of a darkened island. I do not think I shall ever need to return.
Should others be driven to seek forbidden knowledge in this way, I would be content to send them my copy if this peculiar card.
An Island once plagued my thoughts. However, these days I find too much to do to want to venture out in search of candles. If anyone wants an odd card I found along the way, I’d be happy to send it along.
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