Jules: |
(with a mutated, half-inebriated voice) At last – da end! |
Philyra: |
(shrugging her shoulders) Different things end at different times for different people. |
Andrei: |
Hey, count me in for some beer, Jules! |
Soo: |
(ignoring the men) Some of dis stuff resonated, but den whatto? |
Andrei: |
(ignoring the women)Do yah want some chips with zhe booze? |
Philyra:
| Though this book raised a few important themes, I can't say it is an "ecological" work. |
Andrei: |
(growing impatient) Forget zhe friggin' poems. Too much polemic! A few art works were nice. |
Ellesha: |
Who knows where the alchemy starts? |