The second installment of the Small Skies series.

If you recall, dear listener, as last we met our good friend Dual Geller he was floating around aimlessly in the swirling maelstrom-like storms of the marvelous planet-sized machine that was "The Mighty Lorient"…

As many times before, Dual’s impulsive nature and reckless actions had contributed to him being flung into what was to be an almost-certain death. This story picks up largely where we left him, detailing the many twists and turns of his quite ludicrous escape(s) and subsequent more misadventures. Dual Geller was a man for whom to "stop and think" were things that "other people" did. "Other people", possibly less equipped with his superhuman-like luck, guile, and expertise.

Unfortunately for Dual, all these qualities were but assumed traits, and in reality his actions were a mishmashed jumble of ill-conceived plots and of badly thought-out notions. His whole life Dual had been compared to his namesake, and had been found not to measure up.

The Dual Geller of lore, was all the things our Dual was sadly not—a truly awesome individual who (without exaggeration) was a million-billion-million times the man that our Dual could ever wish to ascribe to— moral compass that a young Dual could not hope to follow. Surely 'twas ne'er a man more brave, more true, what did reright wrongs, and that monster slew. Unparalleled to all; created without seam or flaw, a caliber of man that they simply don’t make no more. It would be remiss not to add, that he did die before his time, with the swish of his tales, going straight from deed into rhyme.