The Zale Chronicles

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Chapter I

All the world is a jest.

In the beginning, energy abided.

A boundless, limitless self.

During this time, the energies divided,

the cards Nourishment and Hunger were dealt.

After the first hand, the game was a draw.

Water, Fire, Earth, Air, all.

Another, would bring to the table the Ether,

which suggested that they change the game.

Together these seven brought about eight,

The real, the now, their ultimate fate.

The Eighth one looked to the Astral and knew,

that this game must mean more than the primative two.

They were stale, they lacked soul, the rules must be bent.

The Astral divided in countless new ways,

and biengs sprung up to lay claim the space,

of the Outer, the Inner, the Real, and the Not.

The string of events tied in a knot.

No sense can be made of the time before self.

Chapter II

Waters fell

and clouds rose

over a newly begotten land.

Chapter III

Pending further research.

(Probably not very important.)

Chapter IV

Boccob threw Zagyg a birthday party.

It was good.

Chapter V

Zale wrote this fine book.

Look for the sequal!