Cast away into an unbalanced universe whose fabric is always in some stage of ripping, The Forgotten Gods plot their return to the universe of man. But while they await their monument, they build an anti-monument of those who they blame for Their Fall from on high into their current existence of Anonymity and Myth. To makes matter worse, they constantly hear the whining meow of Schrödinger’s cat, but have been unable to locate him to tear out its vocal cords or have hime for dinner - the debate on the cats demines continues.
