I'd like to mention that I am not behind any of the impostor reels that are popping up on TikTok and FB -- my posts from years ago were not about stone-slab-imprisonment tourism,

reminded me that Moscow hadn't changed that much. I was yanked out of my reveries when I stepped in a puddle. I looked around. I didn't recognize where I was. People stared at me.

"You need not worry yourself about such things now BlastedHeath. The archmages are on their tea break. Now stop squirming so I can lay another great weight on your chest," said Ash

To whoever sent a box of "Sven's ashes" -- creepy, uncool, and not nice. Maybe that seemed well-intended to you? Sven and I are fictional, independent and cool with each other.

Emmet Jericho admired and worried about his son, Alten, who reminded him so much of himself and his late wife. "Better get inside. When it's so still and you can't sense anything,

"Strange." thought Hrengor the Beholder. "Born into a savage culture. Found my own way into smoothie-crafting at DM transit node 937a, only to learn of grander savage hungers."

One night at the desert diner, Guffy Harkins ventured a joke: "Before we even finish the border wall, humans will have mutated into space aliens!" "Tell me about it," said Verma,

the realm of the ankle-biters. "What the hell, man?! Why not just bite me in-situ?" The dragger explained: "I drag, they bite. It's a division of responsibilities." So I asked him:

Cathy Crates tried to wake up every morning thinking "optimism" despite some horrific events and self-embarrassments, but her keen sense of atmospheres and color grading gave her

The pitcher of light can only be hidden under the bed for a short while. "Tell me about it," say his friend from HK. "Better sign off and shut off. F*cking American Nazi-Stalinists

"human cultures have been in decline since the dawn of human history. Please make an effort to grow up to some extent. Lime Jello shot?" Doris Lessing glared at Captain Jarvon,

After I got droided, I thought Doral would be a reliable distro-hopping sitter. He (78%) seemed level-headed, and though organic by choice, never partisan or bigoted. But shrooming

Hrengor the Beholder crashed to his meditation mat, his soul imploding. He had the wrong number of tentacles and his lineage despised him for being a pacifist. But the worst thing

not my wallet, but I was having a bad day. "Yes!" I lied, smiling at the kind stranger, taking the wallet. Another mistake. The world turned pink. "BE WHO YOU WANNA BE, B-A-R-B-I-E

herever, whenever! We were meant to be together!" A booming voice rattled the walls. Aunt Myrtle closed her eyes, a single tear escaping. "You've summoned her," she whispered.

what." "...huh? "I said I'll tell you what. And I did!" "Look, this isn't the time for your weird jokes. Look at the state of this place, look at this mess!'

ow all of their sponges and assorted cleaning products away. They were both clean, and they were determined to keep it that way. Which is why they don't need cleaning supplies anym

Yeah. Oh yes. It almost seemed as if everything was significant and nothing was significant at the same time. There was an unnameable quality to that moment. My significant other

GMAX asked small-business owner Hrengor the Beholder about this new revelation. "It's quite a surprise. If dark matter never existed then why do we have transit corridors and nodes

"Sorry about that, sir. I was just practicing and you seemed to sneak through out of nowhere. As for the object of your pursuit: I happen to know her, and you are unlikely to find