*quietly looks up from his bench, where he is cutting leather into a soft shape, making ready a good pair of shoes (perhaps for Alice, perhaps for some other little girl)*

Why do you not all see God alike? I do not understand--tell me.

Kaos leaves a wallet lying on the floor in the entrance hall of the mansion, where it will be easily visible. He binds it to the floor and then puts a spell on it ( Read more... )

*wanders in, highly confused; under his arm he carries a cloth bearing his possessions (which means, a few pieces of cloth, a bundle of medical instruments, very little food and equally little money). He wears only a simple loincloth and a blanket draped around his shoulders; the only objects of worth that he wears openly are the two copper ( Read more... )

He ambles throughout the mansion, whistling tunelessly to himself (or perhaps there is a tune, but the tune in question would be little better, or perhaps worse). He runs his hand along every door he passes, and his fingers leave brief trails of fire. This is, let us say, a sort of... controlled chaos ( Read more... )

I am Ra. Many of my children, it seems, have arrived already. I find that I am not surprised at their continued squabbles. It really was only to be expected ( Read more... )