Grendel's Lancet {Baseball Card}

A Story by Abishai100

A sports prince/collector is engaged by a spying 'specter' claiming to be the ultimate nihilist (Grendel), for a (shared) 'expression' of things of Earth-realm sharp lime.

A sports trading-card portrait for Earthling superstition, featuring the iconic/prototype Devil's Advocate, Grendel (from Beowulf and John Gardner legends). Thanks for reading (Happy Spring, all)

DISCLAIMER: This work of literary adaptation offers no commercial/explicit ties to any person(s)/body and is (therefore) cast as purely a 'personal' expression for social arts (for 'open' views/translations/criticism).

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Well, I had found a special cyber-diorama work interest in my Homeland-Jersey suburbia-prototype town of incomplete-arts of things of residence-confidence (Echelon) where I'd made a special picture of my awesome American baseball card trophy storytell for things of capitalism significance, which is why I drew the interest/eye/mind of the underworld Devil's Advocate, the nihilist messenger of darkness/chaos named Grendel, for an Earth jar (Facebook-like).

My name's Amlan Satan, and I'm a Slovak-Algerian Echelon-Catholic immigrant/citizen/patriot and sports-trophy collector/fan and found special magic words for 'adjective' for my nifty/beautiful (Donruss) Greg Maddux (Cy-Young winning dynamic prodigy-pitcher star/celeb) baseball-card of incomplete-arts of citizenry-Selfie hyperbole for things of Earthling superstition (or vanity!).

Well, Grendel contacted me, with a (secret!) cyber-hacker email interceptions conversation while I was working on my sequel-of-sorts to my Maddux-card trophy cyber-diorama representation in the American Homeland, on a given Saturday in the Spring (pre-Summer season baseball!). He explained to me he'd been hiding on Mars, the furious Red-Planet of incomplete-distances readings of mankind vanities for explorations or 'examinations' of the limits of organic life/scale (hmmm). I told him I had read the work of Beowulf and John Gardner's portrait of his adversarial 'visage' and didn't think he was actually a real 'being' for engagement(s). Grendel explained he was very real, perhaps 'invoked' by sorcery by the writers of jagged-edge shockwaves (wow).

GRENDEL: Maddux was a great celebrity, and he shined with the Braves, man.

ME: I know it, and it's why I wield this card-diorama for a capitalism jar, Grendel.

GRENDEL: Did you read of the vanities of American reach...California Gold Rush?

ME: What's the Gold-Rush have with my baseball card scales for personals, alien?

GRENDEL: Wanderers/profiteers flocked out West (New World) for flowery, yes?

ME: Yes...they speculated on the placement of Selfie-inclines (prospect-thought).

GRENDEL: These 'pilgrims' parallel your Selfie-trophy lifestyle of prospect-arts, no?

ME: Yes...and my Maddux-card diorama-representation is Earthling miracle, surely.

GRENDEL: That's why I've contacted you for meditation, fool...it's a 'glass' world.

ME: Your emailed Selfie-avatar rep-image of Earh sci-fi (Xenomorph) is criticism?

GRENDEL: Selfie-like (for your American/Earthling baseball-card 'religion').

ME: I'm humbled (for American sharpening; I'll write some fiction about you).

GRENDEL: Farewell.

Friends, I wasn't (actually) sure what Grendel wanted (with me now!). However, I perceived (sensitively!) my own Earthling/American Selfie age of incomplete-distances readings of the leviathan/uncertainty of (manmade) bureaucracy-arts for things of competition illusions and activity for social media activity of the sportsmanship 'dance' of vanities, reflective of capitalism's (overall) archways of games of intuitive profit-teaming. Grendel must've made 'mark' of my Maddux baseball-card as some trophy 'line' of things of Earthling (American?) media/Selfie commentary for profit-rush and goal expansion (wow).

STORY_EXCERPT: "The alien (Martian?) 'Grendel' contacted the Earth-man, the prince of cards, for a challenge(s) contouring Gold Rush records/mythos with mod-Earth Selfie-commentary of sports-windows/ads 'reflection' trading-cards hyperbole for things of hospitality and vanity-worry...for the prince of Earth knew his everyday-life quiche of TV-sports fanfare and card-collector tales would be prints for capitalism's 'lyric' by the tables of simple misfortune (hmmm)."