The bureaucrat fell from the sky.
And he was young and joyful and in love and his sweetie was here with him, and she loved him, too. All the world was theirs and bright with possibility. So it couldn’t last. Who the fuck cared?
It almost sounds sensible when you say it, Prince First-Born Splendor said. Even though I know better.
From boyhood, all his passion had been for knowledge. He had ached to hold within him the compass of all lore and learning, to read the book of Nature and so comprehend the mind of its Creator, to be...
Doveva trovarsi sopra gli scavi archeologici, pensò. Un ottavo di miglio quadrato che era stato ancorato nella roccia sottostante con degli stabilizzatori dopo aver sepolto nel suo cuore almeno tre se...
The mechanism thus created periodically acts out post-modern notions of cosmology and then deconstructs itself. It has met with great admiration and no little puzzlement.
There is a logic to the shapes of lives and relationships, and that logic is embedded in the stuff of existence. The lover does not awake one morning convinced he would rather be an engineer. The musi...
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