Self-Preservation

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Cheese Wars, My First Book

Chapter 1.

On Planet Carlin a noble species of hunter gatherers grew in intelligence and subjugated their planet. They named it Carlin in the fashion after their language, with the name coming from the essence of their environment, and their place in the cosmos, looking overhead as the Stars quizzically made a blur across the tumbling skies. They called the stars the Punchlines, after the fashion of their language.

The God of the Carlinites was also called the Straight Man. The Straight Man would fabricate the Cosmos for the Carlinites, because he loved them and they loved all he fabricated. They fought each other, for their honor, and that of their forefathers, and to see who would be the masters of Carlin.

They paid homage to their Straight Man as they vanquished their enemies. For in Carlin two great races of people emerged. The Coppers and the Irons, named so after the fashion of their language. The Irons had emerged victorious in Great Wars for control of the resources, and the blessings they bestowed from their omnificent Straight Man. For he would validate the Irons as the ones that would control Carlin.

The Coppers had been the more clever of the races, and though the more ruthless to their own subjects, had avoided direct confrontation with the Irons. Until they saw that they, and not the Irons, are the more chosen of the great races to own and control Carlin. And they invented, and devised through ambitious engineering, the Radio, which is an all-powerful weapon. The divine weapon was the secret that they would keep until hostilities would break out between the two great races, though its subtle operation was too advanced for them to comprehend completely. The would use the Radio to deliver the knockout blow, which is called the Listener, after the fashion of their language. The Straight Man would help them to see that the Punchlines where the destiny of the Coppers. The Irons knew their vulnerabilities, yet seemed helpless to the threats, and built a bulwark, called the Market, an inviolable shield which would protect them, and the land of Irony would, as they prayed their Straight Man ordained,  prevail.

...To be c o  n   t   i     n     u      e        d
 

Median

Mreh,

Tuops eht leef uoy nac. Ecnatsiser eht leef uoy nac. Ereht tuo ruoy wonk lla ew, egnirf citanul. Yawklaw eht gnola tuo gep eht raeh nac ew. Spetstoof eht raeh nac ew. Emit siht niw annog ton er'uoy on. Gnimoc uoy raeh nac ew.

Noitulos nalif ruoy tsniaga emit siht draug no lla er'ew. Noisufnoc nwo er'ouy rof enoemos emalb attog uoy esuac. Raf oot teg t'now uoy tub nosaes nepo si siht. Gnimleelg tsal sthgiliwt eht ni egnirf citanul.

Rethgual eht llik uoy tel t'now ew. Emit siht uoy ot esiw er'ew. retfa er'ouy tahw wonk I. Gnimoc uoy raeh nac I. Sgniteem re'uoy dloh uoy dna gnidih ni re'uoy. Ereht tuo er'ruoy wonk I egnirf citanul

                                                                                                                             Ylurt sruoy,

                                                                                                                                     Ybom

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