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 →
On Sunday Vero and I had some people over — Doug and Eunice (Eunice? Is that right? I forget why I don’t use people’s actual first names, I think it was something about respecting privacy) along with, I’m just going … Continue reading →
