I can constantly hear them, the voices. It doesn’t matter if I’m in a crowded room or the middle of a desert, I hear them, indistinct voices. I can never really work out what they’re saying, and I’ve …
Lorelei Clay wants to play offense for a change. She’s tired of hiding from the past she didn’t even know she had. With a promising relationship and new friends in a small town she loves, Lorelei want…
I had her in my arms, only to lose her moments later. Frantic doesn't even begin to describe my state of mind as I search for Bree. That search takes me deep into my past and to a family home that I s…
It isn’t easy being the liminal deity of a multirealm crossroads, as Lorelei Clay can attest. There are the typical issues, of course, like a wayward god stumbling into Wild Acres, and then there are …
I’ve got some explaining to do, I know that. I mean, I’d have questions if I were in their position, too. The problem is I don’t have any answers for them, and I seem to be unable to keep things to my…
The problems keep on piling up, we need to fix the breach quickly before something else manages to get through. I can't avoid the poker game again or I will risk making Ernie mad.
