Fell off the dash board of a hovercraft belonging to our buddy Sotiri. Something about a Queen and a multidimensional thinker. Or is it from a tapedeck? We are confused as of late, the blinking lights hurt our eyes, we speak in plural and the dormant faculties tease us in the spine. Call to the children! To the lost ones! To the keepers of the marbles! To the rodent-girl with her feather paws!