Atoning Unifex (#5401)
You squint, but you know that you cannot clearly perceive the form of
the chief of the Lylmik Supervisory Quincunx. It is instead visible
as a vague disturbance in the air, the normal Lylmik state of
affairs. But wait! You suddenly catch a glimpse of a tall, smiling
man, and an ineffable air of something Quebecois. But it is only
there for a microsecond. This being has been developing the Galactic
Mind for so long, that that glimpse could mean anything. Likely you
were just imagining it, for It Itself is undisturbed.
Atoning Unifex is in Junk Pile [DT].
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