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Wot, Nott, Kakuri and the HU BA HOU: The Fabled Crest generally taller, many of them having three or more stories. Like in Oweena, they were in a poor state of repair, some looking so fragile, the Outlanders wondered how they were still standing. From time to time, someone or another would cast the band of three a glance, but no more than that, just a glance. Sure, why would they? In the state of consciousness the people were descending into, looking out for strangers was less and less of a priority. They simply went along on their day-to-day activities, like clockwork, with little or no thought as to anything else. The closer the band of three got to Gandu Point, the bleaker the land became. The small bit of colour there had been in the landscape, almost completely faded away. Although many buildings still lined the roadside, fewer and fewer people were about. The area began to take on a decidedly eerie appearance. The clouds, unmoving and grey, looked as if they had stopped dead in their tracks. It was late afternoon when they reached the top of a small ridge. Looking over it, the three weary travellers caught their first glimpse of the sea. “There, lady and gentleman,” Nott triumphantly declared, “is our objective – Gandu Point,” Looking in the direction in which he was pointing, Wot said, “I can see a large building, over yonder. It seems so strange... ” He was right, there was something strange going on in Gandu Point – but what? Descending the hill, they set off to see what it was… Arriving at the bottom of the hill, into Gandu Point proper, an eerie

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Wot, Nott, Kakuri and the HU BA HOU: Part One - The Fabled Crest  

We were not boy wizards, vampire’s assistants or even living skeletons, we were normal everyday people living normal everyday lives, with no...

Wot, Nott, Kakuri and the HU BA HOU: Part One - The Fabled Crest  

We were not boy wizards, vampire’s assistants or even living skeletons, we were normal everyday people living normal everyday lives, with no...

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