One of the last survivors printed a single copy of this strategic work and wrapped it within a painted canvas of equations and incantations. Within these leaves are secrets, mysterious essays and talismans of both protection and rejection. Quntungle is a cold, clear examination of the fraught-within-fraught — and of the mysterious spaces between. It misses no mark in its sharp critique of societal ills. We are fortunate indeed that only one copy exists.