So here we are, talking about Roman unicycles and alien sandwiches and my sister’s Italian misfortunes, while hanging in between us is: MY EPIC FAILURE TO CARPE. What’s wrong with me?

She stabbed him in the armpit, deep, and he dropped his sword. And died. So that's what is feels like, she thought as her boldness gave away to trembling. It feels awful.

Boredom is a terrible affliction of the soulless.

Cesky Krumlov, the little jewel box of a city in southern Bohemia.

Once upon a time, an angel and a devil held a wishbone between them. And its snap split the world in two.

Zuzana arched an eyebrow. She was a master of the eyebrow arch, and Karou envied her for it. Her own eyebrows did not function independently of each other, which handicapped her expressions of suspicion and disdain.

Bitter, bitter, this desolation of angels.