Caught in the Aluminum Castle

Kuolema and Prästinna send the vultures off into the Gnarly Forest of Change. Then are quickly set out to find where the far-reaching essentialists have gone to

Resolved to make the matter a thing, the High Priestess had been taken for a fool.
Anybody could have seen that she was ordinary, but a spell had been cast on Kuolema.
Grouped together, the two were set on the terrible course of vultures.  The one Prästinna,
Girl wisdom, had been spun up on a large spinning wheel larger than the Taj Mahal.
Resonance between the metal walls of the aluminum castle made matters worse. Kuolema’s
Unfair lenience toward her made her fate the more unbearable, since he could not reach her.
Paragons of extremity they had made of their limbs the bones that they were made together.
Anywhere a set of values would not transfer balances or weights but swallow gold and silver
Rapturously, whole bits of the glitter reserved for icing wedding cakes.  Kuolema so grim,
Exotically skinless in his trek through the underworld, only wanted to bring a fire to disease.

Reviews

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

The imagery is impressive. The course of the vultures made me just
want to jump in and save someone.

[Laura Lynn]

Thanks very much