I am labeled Canadian though I don’t choose to
be. My parents sold me to the corporation that is Canada when they registered
my birth and so I am an asset on their books. Still, I am unworthy of the label just
as it is unworthy of me. I deny it! But then, there seems no other place for me;
no habitable place left unconquered on this shell of earth which we have made
small.
The Ziggurat of Shadows – top view and upper levels
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At the edge of the city, beyond the ruined necropolis, sits the heavy stone
ziggurat of shadows – made of …
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