183) The Salvation of Eden, Chapter 18 -- The Seat of the Will
She remembered how much she loved, as a little kid, sitting in a dark closet or an old shed, watching the shiny specks dancing in shafts of soft light coming through a crack in the door.
I hope we never get rid of dusty places. I think that’s maybe why I still believe in fairies. How could dust motes be anything other than some form of sentience?
182) The Salvation of Eden, Chapter 17 -- Shaping: Connecting the Inner and Outer Worlds
Kohra laughed, throwing her head back, looking up at the skyflows. They were so bright tonight, incredible, like they were ten times closer than she had ever seen them.
What IS that stuff Gorb smokes?
77) Magic, Motorcycles, and Mandelbrot: Part 1 - Magic
Let’s start with when we’re young. Really young. As young as we can remember. I wholeheartedly believed in magic when I was a kid. I’ll bet you did too. You might have held onto it as an adult, but you probably didn’t, or at least, it faded and changed. This “loss of magic” as childhood morphs into adulthood is such a cliché that it is, in fact, a theme in many children’s stories themselves.
23) Gratitude Day 4: Gary Gygax
I could say more. But if I have any spare time today, I’d rather spend it crafting a better world. First in my imagination. Because everything starts there, doesn’t it?
20) Gratitude: Day 1 — Slider
There’s something rather….intimate….about another ‘being’ who shares your bedroom for 40 years. They go through a lot with you.