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Welcome to Mika Kosulkanen, the legend of Talon. Today the legend leaves Talon, I know.

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Dangerous concept, some legends should probably stay in one city. Close to familiar cafes,

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predictable weather, and known emotional damage. But this time Kosulkanen went east, the Silame.

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Silame is one of those places that looks quiet only because it is hiding better stories than

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everyone else. The sea is there, the promenade is there, the old architecture is there,

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the wind is there of course because Estonia signed some kind of ancient contract with wind and gray

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skies. And then, there is the silence. Not empty silence. No, Silame has the kind of silence that

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feels like it has read classified documents. I arrived in the afternoon. The Baltic Sea looked

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cold, metallic, and deeply unimpressed with humanity. The promenade was almost empty.

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A few people walked by like normal citizens, but I could feel it. Something was watching.

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At first I thought it was just a seagull. In Estonia, this is always a reasonable first suspect.

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But then, the seagull blinked with three eyes. That is when I understood. This was not a regular

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travel episode. The creature landed on a railing. It looked like a bird designed by a committee

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of marine biologists, Soviet architects, and someone who had misunderstood a dream.

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It had silver feathers, tiny antennae, and the facial expression of a customs officer.

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It looked at me and said, documents! I said, for what? It said, for existing dramatically

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near the sea. I explained that I was Mika Kosulkenin, the legend of Tallinn. The creature paused.

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Then it made a small clicking sound and said, Tallinn, legends require temporary registration

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in Silame. Of course, even the fantastic creatures in Estonia understand bureaucracy.

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Before I could answer, the fog moved. Not the wind, not the sea. The fog itself.

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From inside it came a glowing jellyfish floating about one meter above the promenade.

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It was transparent, blue, and full of tiny lights. Like someone had uploaded the northern

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lights into a nervous aquatic chandelier. It introduced itself as an administrative

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oracle of the Baltic zone. I asked what that meant. It said, I predict delays.

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Honestly, the most believable oracle I have ever met. The jellyfish floated around

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me and said that Silame was built on layers. The stone, memory, concrete, secrets,

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and one very confused dimensional gate near the cultural center.

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I asked if this was dangerous, the jellyfish said. Only for people without a sense of humor.

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That was reassuring. Almost. Then the third creature appeared. It crawled down from the

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side of a building. A small concrete gargoyle about the size of a cat with wings like

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folded tram tickets. And eyes glowing warm orange. It did not speak immediately.

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It looked at me, then at the sea, then back at me. Finally, it said, you are not from here.

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I said, technically, I am from the internet. The gargoyle nodded, as if this has explained

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everything. It told me that Silame attracts strange things because it stands between

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eras. Not just geographically, not just historically, but emotionally. Some cities

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are loud. Some cities sell themselves. Some cities put their personality on billboards.

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Silame does not do that. Silame waits. It lets the sea talk. It lets buildings remember.

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It lets fog cover the parts of reality that are still loading. And in those loading

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moments, creatures arrive. The three-eyed seagull, the glowing administrative jellyfish,

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the concrete gargoyle, and apparently me. By sunset, the promenade had turned golden.

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The sea was still cold. The fog was still suspicious. And the creatures gathered

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around a bench, as if we were having a very strange local council meeting.

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The seagull stamped an invisible form. The jellyfish predicted a minor delay in my

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personal destiny. The gargoyle gave me a small stone and said,

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take this back to Talon. It will make your legend less centralized. I asked what that

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meant. It said, you cannot be the legend of Talon forever if you never leave Talon.

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That was annoying. Because it sounded wise. On the way back, I thought about that.

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Maybe every personal myth needs a second location. A place where the story becomes

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stranger. A place where the main character is forced to admit that the world is larger

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than his own branding. Talon gave me the title. But Silame gave me creatures. And

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honestly, that is a fair trade. So if you ever go to Silame, pay attention.

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If a seagull asks for documents, be polite. If a jellyfish predicts delays, believe it.

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If a concrete gargoyle gives you advice, take it seriously.

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And if the fog starts moving against the wind, do not panic.

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It may simply be another legend trying to enter the Baltic region.

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This was Mika Kosulkanen, the legend of Talon.

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Episode 2, The Silame Creatures. Probably true. Definitely dramatic.

