Invocation 38 Sing the song of memory and open yourself to the breathing record of what came before. Keep your mind’s tongue still and in that stillness, in that silence hear the whisper of culture. Culture suffuses us, supports us, … Continue reading →
People do not by nature keep good track of their own lives. A man makes friends and loses them; he finds, misses, and replaces lost love; he falls out of one lifestyle and into another. Ask him his origins, and … Continue reading →
Children think with minds asleep. Peasants work all day and night and have no time to think. Greybeards think with minds ossified. Undying think with minds half-rotten. Rememberers don’t think at all; they rely on crystals and others to think … Continue reading →
Properly, the award’s name is the Ki-Kerap Memorial Prize for Advancement of the Science and Art of Cosmological Thaumaturgy, but since its inception it has been known simply as the Ki-Kerap Star. Without fail for the last four centuries, the … Continue reading →
Ask a moron how many kinds of magic there are, and he’ll probably answer one: the Dark wells of power, the greatest tool of the giants who rule this world. Everyone has heard of the Dark, the energy source that … Continue reading →
J is for Jellyfish of the Mother Countries The quaraxa is a fine beast, six fingers across and lavender like the plant, shot through with opalescent veins and green swells of tissue. A full-grown one makes a light meal, condensed … Continue reading →
“I wrote “All’s Fair in Life and Death” at, well, I was very young, and, the play shows that, I think. There’s, well, it’s not exactly an undercurrent of youthful rebellion, more a, an overcurrent of, of outright revolution and … Continue reading →
IMHULF: When I was younger I wondered how the world could be such a nasty place. VERA: You don’t any more? IMHULF: We get what we deserve. VERA: Who are you talking to? Are you performing? IMHULF: I’m always performing, … Continue reading →
Once before the giants came in a forest far away, there was a woodchopper everyone called Honest, because he never told a lie. In this forest, which was called Dreadful, lies took a shape to them, and hunted under the … Continue reading →
Brightest lamps burn quickest, and so it is with our land’s greatest hero, Hold High Your Head/Honor Is The Birthright Of All/Wisdom Comes From Generosity, called by some In’trr Rrith’rr or Head-High. The highland folk call our land blighted for … Continue reading →
