Friday Fiction: The Plundered Wealth of Knowledge

LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, may I have your attention, please?! You’ve been patient! You’ve been diligent! You’ve been loyal! Now, for demonstrating such tremendous qualities, such incredible attributes, such unbelievable resolve, you shall be rewarded! Friends, bloggers, Earthlings, lend me your ears! The time has come, yet again, for you to get your proper dose of excitement, adventure, and intrigue! People of the Net, without further delay, I present to you this week’s FRRRRRRRRRRIDAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYY FICTIOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!

Sam…

…Sam, play it.

*Cue music.*

What does it mean to know, dear reader? Can we know anything? Can we know what this story is about? Well, yes, that last one we can. Brandon Scott has a curious tale of a species able to know anything and yet enslaved to those who know so little. Presented for your reading pleasure: “The Plundered Wealth of Knowledge.”

Click here to read!

And, though I am but your humble Fictionmonger, and cannot know for sure what you’ll do, I hope to see you here next week for another tale, another story, another adventure.

…tuning out.

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