Summer's comin' to a close and none are lookin' forward to it. Plants have stopped yielding, we're double-checking our stock for the winter, and in about a week we'll start eating rations. One thing I can say I'll be grateful for, though, is that we'll all be too busy making ends meet to be bored, and when we aren't bored, there'll be fewer ( Read more... )

Been a long many months. We've been passin' through the north, and other than a couple of nomads, it's been dead quiet and slow going. The Mover's having trouble these days, and it's all we can do to keep her going. Power ain't the problem, but terrain is; trees keep getting lodged in her treads and jamming them up ( Read more... )

It's been a long time since I really used this, other than to spy. Funny, how somethin' that used to be such a big part of my life has just been dead weight at the bottom of my bag for so long. Of all the things of Paradisa's that we can't kill, a bunch of damned books happen to be the most of our worries ( Read more... )

SPOILER: DO NOT READ IF YOU DON'T WANT TO BE SPOILED

[suddenly, from around the corner, there's Reno and Whip. They step out into full view, clearly hostile, both holding guns.

Whip looks up, fire blazing in his eyes.]

Sorry you have to find out the truth this way.

[he lifts a hand and reaches under the collar of his shirt. Suddenly, he pulls the skin ( Read more... )