There is no-one here to watch Nie Mingjue, save for their ancestors, save for him.
What's the best way to catch some radical socialist maple syrup thieves? Go undercover as a couple with a twee Brooklyn store, of course.
Sui Zhou must rise eventually, of course.
wen ning travels back in time to join the guest lectures at Cloud Recesses
Better safe than close. A phrase Alleria repeated to herself so many times over their lost years that it has become some strange combination of vow and hymn.
Listeners, I have just received word that our new visitor—you know, the British one, with his soul unwillingly tethered to a non-euclidean facet of what we perceive to be human terror—is listening to our show!
Sam didn't need his gun, or Ruby's knife or Cas' blade tonight. He had the power running through his veins to end it all tonight. This sacrifice would be the most righteous thing the demons he drained could ever do. Killing Lilith, avenging his brother, tabula rasa.
A collection of 100-word drabbles for the Wens of Qishan Event 2022, prompted by friends on Twitter.
Kisse he me with the cos of his mouth.
For thi tetis ben betere than wyn, and yyuen odour with beste oynementis.
Richard and Anne make out in the bath.
Diarmuid and the mute make a bed in the wilderness.