Found at her door, wound about the stem of a sprig of briar rosesTo the Lady Phedre ( Read more... )

A sheet of typing paper is pinned to the bulletin board, a morning or two after Morgoth's attack. There's a message typed on it, though the typing is not quite as precise as usual, and the signature is even more scrawled than usual.TO MY STUDENTS ( Read more... )

Someone up early Christmas morning might have gotten a glimpse of a tall, pale figure clad in a dove-grey silk dressing gown over grey flannel pyjamas printed with silver snowflakes, pattering around, carrying an armload of colorfully wrapped packages and placing one at the door to thew room of each member of his household and at the doors of a few ( Read more... )