
Nothing could foul Brother Lapis' mood today, or so he thought. Brother Rudyard noted the spring in his step as he entered the refectory for breakfast, as did Loxley, who gave him an accusing stare before getting up to get his plate. The others were helping themselves to the food set on the table, as were the students who sat at their own table. "You look remarkably well rested, Dominic," said Brother Rudyard knowingly. "Is your fast...
Becoming vaguely aware of the room around here, Dollianna
struggled to get her eyes open. A memory flashed into her Gulliver: Calm air,
warm fuzzy feelings... a flash of light, bits of porcelain exploding away,
darkness, cold... then the sensation of the room faded away again to nothing as
a strange voice whispered, “This won’t do...”
Slowly the room came back into her consciousness and this
time there was...
It had been over fifty years since Joseph Foehammer last rode on a train. That he should feel such excitement over so trivial an event surprised him. It was a pleasant reminder of that childhood sense of wonder so easily forgotten beneath decades of adult sobriety. Yet his feelings of elan appeared subdued when compared against the unconstrained mania Nefertiti was demonstrating as she ran from one side of the aisle to the other.
...It was just past noon by the time Maude brought the worm to a stop at the drawbridge leading over the moat surrounding the O'Reatus farmstead. The bridge was in the raised position preventing them from continuing on across.
“We hafta stop here, Pa!” Maude hollered over her shoulder. “Cleet’s got that dang bridge raised again.”
“Just as well,” Gomer Ibbs shouted back to his daughter. “This worm made great time but he be right...
There is a German chocolate company making predictions that seem, well, pale to us :
Scald came by my office today, with a most peculiar discovery in tow: A clockwork quite unlike anything I had ever seen. Scald informed me that it had been found wandering the Gut, and was in dire need of repairs. From what I could see, it was as if its creator had built a plush toy exterior over a mechanical frame, with the appearance of a Moreau. Certain phrases appeared to trigger specifically made recordings and actions it had stored. For...

