Dec 13, 2025 | Essays, Non-Fiction |
Stop Saying That the Earth Is Doomed You may be doomed, I may be doomed, the earth not so much. And anyway, do you have any idea how offensive that is to the gods? To any amount of offended magics? Especially to your children? To the perpetual and ongoing miraculous?...
Aug 31, 2024 | Fiction, Short Stories |
They were not fighting now. Only the whispers remained, and the little whimpering groans. They were dying by hundreds out in the dark. She burst into tears. Tears answered her. They wept for humanity, those two, not for themselves. They could not bear that this should...