Thirsty Blacktop
[Yours, someone else’s, the Road isn’t picky]
Magicians break everything. Time is relative.
[Yours, someone else’s, the Road isn’t picky]
[But, their servants might.]
Nobody makes orphans quite like writers do. We’ll take the raw stuff of creativity and forge a newborn being out of lies. We’ll tell you who they are, how they got to be here. We’ll guide you through the process of how they shape the world around them (also made of lies) then set them loose […]
[Ten-speeds are the worst – they start eating the six-speeds while they’re still alive.]
[God, there’s wolf bones EVERYWHERE.]