Taste Became Bones: Juliet held Mistake’s collar in a fist as the two of them marched through the verdant woods.

Night Crew: Denver and Ana were the night crew at Portcullis 77 in The Grand Partition. A somewhat busy post during the summer, but now that the ice had well and solidly set in for the year, Portcullis 77 was just about the most desolate post in existence.

A Letter of Aghast Dismay: Dear Dog Fucking Weekly, It has recently come to my displeased attention that some members of your writing staff have committed sexual you-know-what with animals in real life. I am outraged...

Bell: “Hey Hot Topic!”

Locations: Some locations.

Poems: Sacred Jubilations; hiff hiff; Purple.