I suppose that would depend on how you define “friend.” I’m certainly not bad at conversation, and I enjoy getting to know people-ordinary people-in most settings ( Read more... )

Even though I was never really into that whole fighting “witches” and killing “monsters” and robbing decent folk of their money…thing…there were a couple things about it that I liked. One of them was that crossbow ( Read more... )

One of my earliest memories of childhood-back when there was still wood for the fire, and money to buy bread and meat and medicine-is being cradled in my mother’s arms by a smouldering fireplace, sniffling at the pain in my leg. I’d fallen while running outside, scraped my knee and hurt my ankle ( Read more... )