A Time To Address What Lingers Unfinished Ah, the last hour of the year. And Cathie was due a break anyway; might as well let all the lingering resolutions in and address them.
Suspended On Promises And Paved With Resolutions It’s a dream, I remind myself, and like every other year this doesn’t quite comfort me. After all, it affects the real world…
The Winds Of Transformation Nobody said you SHOULDN’T be outside at midnight on the last day of the year. But they did take pains to warn you about the consequences…
Spring Travelling For Seasonal Business We’ve done this for thousands of years, you’d think by now I could get a VIP pass or something…
Slipping Between Threads As a child Harold’s ‘split existence’ didn’t bother him. Most of the year his bedtime was before darkness fell anyway…
Buying A Reason I’d known about the Midnight Market since I was a child but never been before. It’s as eerie as everyone claims. I hope they’re also right about what you can buy here…
An Impartial Third Liminal Opinion While newborn care had caused Kyle to slip into hallucinations before, this was a dozy of a lack-of-sleep vision.
Traded For Tender Amber Song It’s that time again - the spirits have visited. What did they take, and what did they leave in its place?
Wistless Barry hadn’t gotten anything (other than cereal) out of his cereal box since he was a child, and certainly never an explosion of sparkles bearing an invitation…