I’d managed to cram myself into in the last frenzied seconds before the mothership went down in a wreath of blue-green flame, I emerged dry and chafing on a strange coastline, barren of cellulose but rich in tortured animal sibilance.

In other words, it’s been a while since I stopped by.  What did I miss?

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