Credit due RandomPerson for shouting enough times into the void. Originally my response to just them privately, I feel it saves me writing it twice and captures something nicely to instead post this here, for anyone else who might yet wander by and, of course, for Random.
I've started a little project whereby I'll be reading and reviewing stories, in the spirit of sprinkling a little more attention and perspective on where you might need it.
While I've always semi-seriously (but not really) been an advocate for Valentine's eve - the night and counter-festival for hate, spite, apathy, loneliness and indulgent negativity...
The next chapter of Washed Up will be available tonight or - failing that - tommorow.
On to idle words:
A thought that I've had bouncing around for a time was to compare the stories of Starcraft 1 and 2. Ever since I first glanced a sunken colony over our korean exhcnage student's shoulder, I was enamoured with the korpulu sector.
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What is seen, cannot be unseen.