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Boss John Curisity

Comparing star to a sweet meat. Very obviously, expressing the urge to bite, tear, consume.

Star would say he got very excited over a cake but I doubt he’d allow this possibility.

‘I’ve become nauseated now.’

Much later, after strongly implying that rape is a threat, she seduces him. A battle of wills, even during the sex. She succeeds in mashing his brains


The deep gnomes lived underneath/around the telukbetang human community for centuries. at first viewed as faeries, daemons, at least a part of the culture, they came to be seen more and more negatively and seperate.
Called unconcerned, not in an aloof way, but a shrinking, scared, calculating way.
Somewhat mixed up with the immigrants, with the Bosnian back-and-forth?
Ironically Nev has many of these worse traits; as if he is somewhat justified to suffer the malice.
A thief/general named Boss Ynawg Curiosity invades, persecutes the natives and the deep gnomes, but his behaviour is reflected in the natives reaction in turn. Deep-warrens blocked and burnt out, charred children’s corpses.
In a war we can see things play out. The politics, the conversations in corridors between great halls. Bosnia’s mix-up, abject enemies in their former opponent-jews’ houses, then back around again.

Starfish orange book

and starfish had to run from the leering man – the tube, the train, the street, the pub – and she woke in a grey cupboard, the sounds of a party next door.

Star bored and sickened by contsant festivals and drunkenness – same deal every time. “‘rave'”

she met the trailing-along Mein outside the Dump.

Their romance is the call to adventure
She met the wandering scally group and joined them, all of them searching together now, for different things.

Star and Mein balk at the magnitude of their new world, in different ways. Don’t think they can handle it. The pain and trauma doesn’t seem worth the magical rewards.

Many different levels they pass through

WIZARD RESIDING IN A WEIRD TOWER,SHUT IN, OCCULT JANGLED WITH SCIENCE. pentacle polyhedrons      moon rock      star fire     ghost behaviours      nebulae formation in underground lakes                                          He encourages them to keep pushing for the sake of their own existence. Perhaps they meet him searching for the wedding mask – a symbol of ordinariness! But giving strange vibes, differently shaded. Forgotten graveyards. Tall cubic stonehouses Creatures without arms

So star’s fraternising – Tesh is just lost anyway. Might well be clumsily inconsidertae despite falling in love easily.

‘So you won’t talk about love?’ He smiled. ‘That’s so amusing. Will you talk about killing? Abuse, treating humans as something other than humans? Torture?’ His teeth began to clench together. ‘The commonality of being capable of committing atrocities… It’s all philosophy to you isn’t it? Some deep and meaningful words without basis. Slightly silly somehow. Like love.’

‘You think of yourself like a boat don’t you – if it gets ripped to shreds on the cliffs, well, all part of the game, very good.’