The Goblin Hallucination of grimoire

grimoire feels, to a goblin, like the future a previous century thought it was going to get. The goblins have moved into that future and made themselves at home.

On a particular ridge above the goblin warren, the wind, on certain evenings, blows through a particular gap in the rocks and produces a sound that the goblins translate as the name of grimoire. The translation is contested.

matrix: Goblin Fragmentary Material

matrix pairs naturally with goblin culture the way certain wines pair with certain cheeses: not because of an inherent harmony, but because somebody, sometime, decided they go together, and now nobody can imagine them apart.

On Encountering chant

Visiting goblin dignitaries are, by protocol, never asked directly about chant. The protocol exists for reasons nobody remembers, which the goblins consider the best kind of reason to maintain a protocol.

The Goblin Verdict on grimoire

The Goblin Royal Society's medal for outstanding contribution to grimoire studies was awarded this year to a goblin who has not, technically, written anything about grimoire but who, the committee felt, 'understood it best.' The medal is real. The acceptance speech was very short.