Things change all the time, mostly in little ways.

Do you still Kill Gerbils?

The complexity embedded in the different levels of meaning that go along with the words "I love you" ought to be a whole mindfuck of a video game

The desert adapts. The people adapt. Live. Die. Struggle. Suffer. Create. The people in the real world beyond Demesne's ring are not all manufactured perfection. They deal.

There was no word in the dictionary adequate to describe the sensation other than sensational.

People are like that, judging you before they know you.

I've always been sort of a closet sci-fi geek.