Doug has failed, so I’m taking over the blog and moving everything to the cave or maybe somewhere else. But anyway, in the future all poetry on Earth will be outlawed…
FORGET EVERYTHING. I AM THE QUEEN, HER MAJESTY, ZAWMB’YEE NUJE, AND I AM WRITING MY DIARY NOW. I COMMAND YOU TO READ IT, EVERY WORD WHEN I IN MY ROYAL CAPRICIOUSNESS IS MOVED TO WRITE IT. WHEN I DEIGN TO WRITE, DAY OR NIGHT, DAILY OR MONTHLY, YOU WILL READ.
The Blog Has Been Unleashed and Catastrophe Set Into Motion
The Saga So Far Over There
— The BLOG done so far by ‘Kvizee’ Doug
When the Blog Was Taken Over by Zawmb’yee Nuje
14. Zawmb’yee Becomes High Priestess
A word from Naztko:
Traveling to this time period before we emerged from the caves is a bit disconcerting. I can’t seem to remember where the secret entrances to the caves are. So in this place in time I have no authority. If I could get back to The Cave of the Third Sun, I would preside over the Forbidden Zone, and would be well respected… um, well, until the rebellion, and the war of course. Time travel, as they say, is not what it’s cracked up to be. Difficult and confusing. I’m not sure if this present chaos is better than one of the future chaoses.
I hope I don’t make the same mistake that Doug and Zawmb’yee made: come up-top, assimilate incompletely and haphazardly, and write a blog which ends the world. Well, yes, I know, I travelled back in time specifically to prevent that, but now that I’m here, now, I can’t remember what my plan will have been. I mean, then in the future coming to now. Of course. Huh what?