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"Did you ever want to go home to Mount Nevermind?" I
asked. I had forgotten all about my problems and was trying
to imagine what it would be like to walk across the whole
continent, from Istar to northern Ergoth. I couldn't imagine
it. I was also thinking about Ark and wishing that I could go
home myself.
"Mmm," Cotterpin mumbled. "The thought has made
its disquieting presence known to me on occasion, but I
take thorough comfort in the realization that Mount
Nevermind will continue to exist regardless of my actual
physical location. I have determined that my best course is
to find my own footway in the world and meanwhile
examine the long-range consequences of the catastrophe
that the gods visited upon Istar. I have been content with
my work since then and have not regretted a moment of it.
My original life quest was to have something to do with
mass transit, but given the results of my development of the
prototypical urban travel system in Istar, for which I was
enslaved, I decided that another form of life-quest
expression was called for. I also fear that I've been much
contaminated socially by my contact with humans, and I
am concerned that my brethren at Mount Nevermind might
find my speech and mannerisms peculiar and would
perhaps ask me to volunteer for psychiatric research, which
at this time I am minded to avoid. No, I'd rather not voyage
to fair Mount Nevermind again. I am an itinerant vagabond,
happy at last, and wish to remain so to the end of my
vagabond days
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