( The Price of Failure )

Prize is such an ambitious name...expecially for someone asking a philosophical question for "a friend". Spider was feeling hypothetical. And I found out this guy eats gods. That's rather creepy.

Kurt managed to get home again, and came back tonight. I'm really glad to see him again. He introduced me to something called bubble tea. And I got ( Read more... )

Oh. My. Goddess. I still can't quite believe what we got today...DaVinci! Tapestries! Who even knows what Sasha picked out. I haven't looked yet.

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Oh, right, other things happened today too. There was yummy food.

I got some interesting suggestions for laws and legal systems. And I need to bring Ran some pictures of gardens.

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Aisling sat at one of the work tables in Sasha's workshop. With the door shut, she knew it was unlikely anyone would happen upon her, and counted on the discretion of those who could find her to leave her undisturbed. There were no windows or drafts to provide distraction ( Read more... )