Engraved By A Thousand Passing Souls
Master Yorick sighed. “If by ‘it’ you mean ‘the concerted collaboration of thousands of souls across a timespan which makes us look like mayflies’… yes, that’s it.”
Master Yorick sighed. “If by ‘it’ you mean ‘the concerted collaboration of thousands of souls across a timespan which makes us look like mayflies’… yes, that’s it.”
Mum’s off in full DIY flow again, me just nodding along. But it’s nice. Nice that she’s treating this like just another family project.
The first half of my first day at university had gone pretty well. Introductions, inductions, and a tour around campus. Now time for lunch…
When Becky declared I was the only one she felt comfortable catching her during the climatic swoon, I was actually hurt…
“Ooh, this is exciting!” The statue said. “I’ve never been interviewed before. I mean, I haven’t been a god for very long, but…”