Day 102: 11 Nov 2010
Today we returned to the land, walking unmet and unmolested onto the sand at Appalachicola. It was dark outside. We do not know if it was day or night, nor do we care.
We did not arrive alone, Jared and I. We carried 24 of our brethren each. These, unlike the slugs Jared and I received, are mature. Ready for bonding. No two-week adjustment period -- these bond in one day. They won't last as long as we will -- not even in suitable hosts -- but they don't need to. One year will be more than enough.
No one challenged us as Jared headed North and I headed West. We had a strike force to assemble.
Then, gods to raise.
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