As it looks over the Tectonic Plains and observes its Plozmatax approach another Occupied Village scheduled for devouring, the Grand Apollinaax of Drasss-45 considers the scene of impending doom under the rotting moon Huj-Kuj and imagines a bizarre world where planets are made of rocks, one of which is populated by intelligent bipeds that yearn for the Grand Apollinaax to schedule all of their villages for devouring.
