TEN MINUTES AFTER THE LAST STRAW OF THE BRUTAL MILKING OF Fletcher Munsin at the Andromeda Biodome, the Last Godhed was still in total tune to the holding of his Shadow from his secured location upon Immortal Earth’s tropical, Enchanted South Pole Homeland. He was waiting for the moment the Hankerhawks first saw it — the sacred, subtle emergence of a sign of the first waverly Space-Grain. This would undoubtedly confirm the prompt forthcoming of the First living organism that was ever able to be Grown within the ever-strategically-placed platinum-sheathed titanium alloy-encased deep-space Biodome of Andromeda. And Al Rodnam knew this was so.
Al Rodnam Prepares for his Ultimate Challenge
EPISODE IX. / Chapter 37
of MIKE EYE’SThe Aqueous Transmission
AL RODNAM HAD BEEN FOREWARNED BY LACHRYLON THAT THE mystical pond of the Aqueous Transmission would be hovering transoptically in mid-air over the scorched grounds of Fucked-Earth. Lachrylon would be expecting the punctual Deliverance of the old man to be completely submerged within the mystical pond before it was to completely fastly evaporate. Yes, that very Grail-point of the mystical pond of the Aqueous Transmission had reappeared sometime a while back, and it was only to remain for a short while longer before it was to again rapidly reduce in size, completely drying up like it Once had, and Once will do again, up into the air to disappear until the next Aqueous Transmission.
The exact moment the pond was to commence fastly evaporating would be the exact moment Mother Magdalena would…
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DARK ESOTERIKA 