“GLORY BE,” the Holy Warrior whispered. There was dirt in Eniba’s mouth and he could taste its bitter grit as he spat out blood. He had, he knew, lost the fight. The Light had run out of time, the Story Catchers would have to be
IF THERE IS ONE THING that really sets me off it is talk of when the world will end, that type of talk pushes aside those of us for whom the ending happened ages ago. That said, I suppose one has to be grateful for
There is a thunder at the center of the multiverse, like the heartbeat of a thousand horses who are pouring over the crest of a wave at dawn, stampeding their way over the water to someone’s salvation. The heartbeat, the hooves, the waves, they are
I suppose, when it comes down to it, what everyone really wants is a simple answer as to why I was out on the fire escape in the first place. They’ve all been treating me like a goddamn deviant or a lunatic or something, and
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1. WHEN I AWOKE, after the first time Dixon Halbauer shot me, Ann’s was the first face I saw. I had passed out from the pain and when I came to, there was a pale face floating above me. Though she wore a pinched, worried
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