I'm actually okay with sticking around here. I mean, it's not like there's anything back where I came from for me, at this point. It's probably better that I'm here, actually.

Sure the people here are volatile sometimes, and the government is nuts, but it kind of beats being a wanted fugitive.

So fairy tales apparently do still exist around here. In books, even. I found a copy of Grimm's Fairy Tales buried in a pile of donated books I was tagging. It's missing some pages, and others are stuck together by ( Read more... )

I'm not sure if it's a relief or insanely irritating that there is almost no folklore that's survived into the culture of this city.

Dean, comment if you're still breathing.

Happy Thanksgiving.

You're going to have to face me sometime, Dean.