Journey.

In another land, Battuta gathered together trade goods, vestments, nostrums, codexes, gadgets. Mysterious forces gathered his trunks into the belly of a magical beast as on its back he was strapped. At tremendous speed he re-crossed ocean and continent, the suffering of mythical people in a bright tiny box entertaining him...



Returned, delivered, deposited. Installed. He now faced a much more powerful beast, the “ghit-lahg.” Long hallucinatory hours under its sway as his brain scurried about the estranged corners of his memory, hours spun away like butterflies’ wings.