In Which: we meet our cast, and have an inciting incident.
I'm going to enjoy the small victories anyway, for a little bit.
There have been a lot of other days lately.
So many people recruit God as a co-conspirator. They can't possibly all be right.
I knew this place so well once.
I start seeing everything close to me as fragile, even when it isn't.
I was taught it was sensible and sane and somehow made some kind of sense, because ultimately we were dealing with Leaders, who were always sensible and sane.
There are parts that are hard for me to read, and I wrote the thing. But it ends in the right place.
There's nothing new except what has been forgotten. And in SFF, stuff gets forgotten a lot.
Dude, I'm just writing stories.