Still, the car started, so we drove off to the movies. Popcorn happened. Previews, ads, and an annoying kid all went down like clockwork. The picture started and then ended a while later, the world...

He didn’t want to get his hopes up, but he also refused to be a pessimist about this moment. Everything could go either way.

What is this place?” “Nothing at all. Everywhere there is. Both at once?” Wereberry offered.

He felt like his own heart might stop beating just from acknowledging the concept. The sadness, the sorrow, and the loss, they were living things, funnily enough.

The potential, for anything, was overwhelming to a degree that bothered him. It wasn’t, he thought, the idea of power. It certainly wasn’t that nervous feeling T.C. would get in the pit of his stomach...

Saying something is far too simple is a doubter’s way or trying to make the world more complex so he won’t have answers.

A single thought, he considered, could do all sorts of harm. Harm to what, he wasn’t sure, but he identified it as harm.

You ate my dog, you undead freak!”Hey! Watch the slander. I hear the acceptable term is ‘corporeallychallenged’ now. No need to be rude.

Since the fall of Man and the return of Magery and our older ways, most disputes were settled in a civilized manner: sword to the face, mace to the neck, acceptable societal situational handlers