Afterward, there are ways for men to comfort one another.
But thou dost in thy passages of life
Make me believe that thou art only marked
For the hot vengeance and the rod of heaven
To punish my mistreadings.
Fowler and Bennett lock horns, again.
Laszlo's intellectual curiosity must be satisfied. Now, if only he could set aside rational thought...
Companion art to fic: En Bon Desir.
Gibson surveys the evidence of his recreational activities as he readies himself to serve.
Don Draper has a bad habit of throwing money at his problem. His latest problem is Michael Ginsberg.
Ed goes, and Jack follows. (Alternate ending to forest in the desert.)
There must be easier ways to pass the time than this, but Crozier isn't interested.