It rained in Babbage in late fall. Not quite cold enough to snow. The smoke was at full blast on factories in the Square district,…
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I set up a page at my editing site for Second Life editing services, Lindens accepted as payment. Tell your friends, tell your nemesis. Happy…
Domino stood in her office in The Back Row, loading her clothes and equipment, mostly a vast assortment of weapons, into a large duffel bag.…
Professor Valeska walked into the new building in the Port and found Philip Underwood studying blueprints, the elderly gentleman tossed the large envelope so that…
Finishing up The List for the elf to pick up tomorrow. Don’t want him to think we’re not ready for Giftmas.
It was another cold, dark evening in the city. Mornington had just finished sending off the order for the Christmas Buffet, this time around his…
“I do believe, Miss Juniper, that the wind has shifted and our immolation is imminent.” “Tsk. Such a pity. And to think—I just acquired this…
The sun was already up by the time Petra’s small wagon crawled through the city gates to the Fells, its route toward said gates having…
In the Rag & Bone Junkyard sat a rusty silo over a hundred and fifty feet tall; atop that rusty silo sat a ramshackle shack;…
The Count awoke in the wee hours of the morning, still dark outside, the evening before’s many many cocktails having finally caught up with him.…
