It's taken some time, it's been painstaking, but I managed to acquire an cosmoscope from some Water Traders in the City of the Brass.    It's a bit outdated, an oscillating model, it uses an amber prism, not an emerald.   But, good price, and I don't have a lot to spend these days.   I've been able to take some broad measurements of the multiverse, particularly of the negative spaces in between.   It seems that the Strangetower was not the only thing destroyed -- there was a sweeping time quake which seems to have wiped out most of the microcosms in the entire multiverse.   What caused it?   W

And so we go about rebuilding the Strangetower, brick by brick if need be. The Strangetower itself, the building which we can see and feel, is susceptible to the ravages of malice, accident and crime -- just like anything, just like any of us. But at the heart of the Strangetower is Metatron's Cube, which cannot be altered, divided or destroyed. And so, the Strangetower will also exist, so long as there is someone to believe it, and someone to rebuild it. I kept careful records of the last Strangetower, before it was destroyed. I always keep careful records, I suppose.

For years the townsfolk looked up from their homes and roads and workplaces and saw the strangetower in the distance, and were consoled.  Whatever reality they happened to hail from -- whether they were robots working in the martian mines to the west of the city, or demons bound to the elven arch-magi in the east of the city -- they knew that the strangetower was keeping track of them and making sure they were okay.  Interreality commerce was taxed, interreality immigration was controlled, and interreality crime was investigated.   Under its watchful eye, their little town at the edge of the m