This was it ( Read more... )

The portal had dropped Dolf off early. Very early, in fact. Early enough that night was still coloring the sky a dark blue, and the air smelled like rainfall and dew. Not that Dolf noticed ( Read more... )

Dolf's classes had left him in a pretty good mood, which was a good thing; he'd been kind of mopey since the weekend, and it had been high time for him to get jolted out of it. As it turned out, Portalocity prices weren't that bad anyway. He'd just been focused on the whole 'plane' thing, and hadn't realised there were other alternatives ( Read more... )

Okay, Dolf wouldn't lie and say he had been completely okay with the children the moment they arrived. Shocked was a good word. Shocked, surprised, dumbfounded, flabbergasted: all good words. Blown out of the water. That kind of thing ( Read more... )

There were some things Dolf still couldn't manage to square inside his head. The existence of gods and demons, the possibility of bringing people back from the dead: there was something about it that seemed so terribly unfair, and so terribly dangerous ( Read more... )

Dolf would be lying if he said he didn't feel a little bit nervous, or more than a little bit embarrassed. But he was trying to push through it, because this did feel important, somehow, even if he didn't have any money to buy gifts and he'd been forced to make his own. He'd burned some of the traditional songs to a CD back in the computer lab ( Read more... )

Dolf had invited his old friend back into the dorms to take a look around this morning. He could only hope that none of this would affect the course of history too much, though he also had a feeling that such things were a lot harder to influence than they seemed ( Read more... )