There had been no winners of 'Most Dosteoevsky-like

There had been no winners of 'Most Dosteoevsky-like Folder' since 2014. This was because all Dosteoevsky-like folders had disappeared in mysterious circumstances. Lucielucie denied

Being tall enough. Everybody said she did have Dosteoevsky-like ears but again she denied it. Her penchant for dressing as a mid-level bureaucrat she also brushed off as not being

indicative of her inner being in any way. But somehow she managed to navigate the barbarous roadways, glass towers, and fraudulent interactions of this world, despite being a mag

got. She was busy nibbling on a bit of roadkill and contemplating the meaning of life when she felt a change in her own maggot body. Wow, she was about to become a fly!

Eyes erupted from her forehead and she grew hairy legs and transparent wings. She suddenly felt the need to land on someone's knee over and over again in spite of being swatted at.

It was intensely liberating and yet unscrupulously infuriating. <Swat!> <Swat!> Hee Hee Hee! <Swat!> Life as a fly was a new game of daring survival and all was going well until

<splat> no, not Buzzie, say it isn't so. He landed on Buzzie's corpse and blotted his eyes closed and put his foretibia together to say a little fly prayer. Then his

Wings took on a statuelike appearance before he flew off. He wanted to be on the third coast as soon as possible. The flight took him through cities where there were food riots. He

fought his way through the crowd to get to the food and save the day. Next he

ran home and contemplated his life.