January 15: Lucca and Matteo observe the hours of night.
Every game has a winner.
There's a first time for everything. India is Charlie's first and last.
A kiss is only a kiss.
A sabre is, by nature, forthright.
"Do you still need to be told?" he teases, reaching up between them to path his finger across the pattering pulse in Sui Zhou's throat. "I thought I had you taught."
"No," Sui Zhou assures him. He does not.
Goodsir takes stock of his practicals.
Two things are unavoidable: death and laundry.
(A take on the bathing scene from '...on the earth, and not on him', from a perspective other than Richard's.)
Young Talia grows in Bane's shadow.
Irving enjoys a range of Christian pleasures and graces: singing with friends, watercolors, study, climbing exercises, handball.