[I'm abroad and can't post mp3s, apologies. -Dan]

There is a place where the clouds move slow enough for life forms to grow, even flourish, on their undulating surface. The most intelligent of these creatures are The Skay, with a weight and density far below that of the crawling Mud Gas. Their appearance is nebulous, almost transient. Their movements scant, seepy. But their language is vast. They live mostly between the 3rd and 4th nivo of Mud Gas, and the silence in that echelon is monumental, it's air-sealed from above and below. It is the first thing any traveller notices, my goodness it's quiet, even before the smell, mmm, and there's a...hm. The Skay are a full-resonance being, they are sound receivers, and can hear what amounts to the thoughts of any other Skay. Because it is so quiet, even the electricity required for a complete thought can be heard. And the Skay have an adage, one of the only translatable phrases they have: "Build your house and feed the hills." Their ground is clouds. It's constantly shifting, it throbs spongily, reacting to the pressure of the air below, so one day you could be living atop a hill with the a beautiful view of the entire Skay city at night, the porous twinkling Travel Caverns and the hive-like Quorum Centers, the next day you could be sandwiched between a Swirling Vector and a HotWall. Or your house could be swallowed altogether, which happens about twice a year to nearly every Skay. So it means of course you need to work, and of course that work will be destroyed. [PWYC]

A pocket relationship, one of those accidental ones. Love I didn't even know it was happening and there was no one at the other end. [bandcamp]