Pretend they’re Gungans, Cruz suggested. And that we get to nuke Jar Jar.
Patsy
Ninguém no mundo consegue o que quer e isso é bonito.
My father’s face contorted in pain, and that was when I turned and walked away, well out of earshot, to let them talk in private—and to avoid a crying jag of my own.
My accusation seemed to detonate on his face like a bomb. His features began to contort, but I turned my back on him so I wouldn’t have to see the rest of his reaction. I walked out of there as fast a...
Minha vida não era tão ruim. Pelo menos era isso o que dizia a mim mesmo o tempo todo, numa tentativa inútil de afastar a enorme solidão que sentia.
Like any classic videogame, the Hunt had simply reached a new, more difficult level. A new level often required an entirely new strategy. I
La verdad estaba ahí mismo, esperándome, oculta en libros.
I’d only just learned the term gallows humor a few months earlier, from a book we’d been assigned in American Literature about the Civil War. At the time, it wasn’t a type of humor I thought I would e...
It was Art3mis. She wore a suit of scaled gunmetal-blue armor that looked more sci-fi than fantasy. Twin blaster pistols were slung low on her hips in quickdraw holsters, and there was a long, curved...
It suddenly occurred to me just how absurd this scene was: a guy wearing a suit of armor, standing next to an undead king, both hunched over the controls of a classic arcade game.
It had become a self-imposed prison for humanity, he wrote. A pleasant place for the world to hide from its problems while human civilization slowly collapses, primarily due to neglect.
I wanted to propose marriage.
I understood her, trusted her, and lover her as a dear friend. None of that had changed, or could be changed by anything as inconsequential as her gender, or skin color, or sexual orientation.
I stopped moving forward and the sound of hoofbeats also ceased, but not until a few seconds later. I turned around and saw the source of the sound. It wasn’t a horse. It was a man banging two coconut...
I preferred to crash in the laundry room anyway. It was warm, it afforded me a limited amount of privacy, and the wireless reception wasn’t too bad. And, as an added bonus, the room smelled like liqui...
I never knew how to act or what to say, and when I did work up the courage to speak, I always seemed to say the wrong thing.
I found myself wondering how the Empire had the technology to make long-distance holographic phone calls between planets light-years apart, and yet no one had figured out how to make a remote-controll...
I don’t want to work with you. I leveled a finger at him. You give me the creeps. But if your superiors are willing to fire your ass and give me your position, I’m in. It’s a done deal. Silence.
I cleared my throat and recited my pass phrase. Each word appeared on my display as I said it. No one in the world ever gets what they want and that is beautiful.