>>15013868Now that's we're no longer under the prying eyes of /pol/ jannies and glowniggers, I'm going to post an excerpt from Eumeswil Chapter 18:
On the outskirts of the forest, I sought out a nook for my lair.
The entrance hole was not to be located on level ground; it
would be better in a hollow trunk or a deft in a rock. From there,
I began digging the tunnel, a bit deeper each day; scraping out
the soil, I scattered it so that no trace remained.
Once I got deep enough, I dug a second tunnel, which led
upward as an escape route. With every entrance, you have to provide
an exit; with every road, you have to think of the road
back that was already clear to me even then. The work had to
be done quietly and prudently. From above, the sparrow hawk
was a threat by day and the owl by night; on the ground, there
were hostile creatures, especially the viper a muscardin is always
menaced. That is the tribute it pays to freedom.
Once the tunnels were dug, I started the dwelling, a cozy
chamber, not too small, not too big. It never occurred to me that
there might also be a female. Nor did I have to provide for my
mother; she was omnipresent, she was the cavern itself.
