I have seen more of Hell than most, and it is waiting which is infernal.

Lux is closed. Take your reservations and your misplaced gratitude elsewhere, it will not be catered for.

Not even a note to go by.

Where is Briadach? I found a beast and I saved it for us to see what breaks and what bits taste good. And I want to tell him a word which Father says is filthy and Mother says is holier than the angels. Mother will be right, won't she?

This doesn't smell like the garden.

Where is Mother.

One pious fool, exhausted by the spilling of his own bile.

In the time it took to unpick the wards set on me I could have killed him ten times over. When the un-cursed break through the barriers he would have died anyway. It would have been easy to leave him there and let fate sweep up its own debris ( Read more... )

[ No one could have pinpointed the exact moment it happened, even if they had been looking straight at the former bar as it forgot its structure and became something grander, stretched, polished and reinforced. Some might claim that the building had always looked that way, a doorless monolith, the bastard child of a cathedral and a fort. Lux.]


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For the last time, the Devil is not out to get you, he is downstairs restocking the wine.

Those of you picketing Lux may leave now. Gather and wail somewhere else.

These creatures should not expect to drink without paying.

Fiddly in the skinning, but their hide will make for serviceable leather.

A little power is as dangerous as a little knowledge. The past few days have only evidenced why humanity is seldom given such talents, it wastes them. Abilities which may have proved worthwhile if put to the right uses instead rendered this City nothing more than a children's playground ( Read more... )

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The network is filled with posts about justice; I will be interested to see how that works in this oligarchy. Are the people really left to their own devices or are deities invoked ( Read more... )

I have things in perspective now.

I had forgotten myself in wants, railing against the City, demanding my own deserved rights. Mother didn't lie when she said I was the most like her. I could easily become what I least want to be ( Read more... )