In the distance, a profusion of fruiting bodies towers over the city. The largest chimes three and three spore clouds drift downwind
The mushroom monks who inhabit it have abandoned humanity, mycelibates whose faith grows within, and on them
4:05 AM - 13 Jun 2017
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