Glamorgonia touched the wall again. A well-formed ripple blobbed away from the touch epicentre and soon another glutinous pair of eyes formed in the wobbling nucleus. “This one doesn’t say much unless it’s about a particular subject,” said Glamorgonia confidentially... Slowly at first, almost as if it was part of a sluggish-motion heliogromic projection, licks of mist falling away as it pushed through the bintle-murk, an enormous erectile member, the size of a small lorry trundled tip first into view. The gyrating bintle-wall almost... 