“Then there was The House of Future Needs, an old pawn shop that engaged in the sale of utterly useless trinkets. Except, of course, your purchased knickknacks were guaranteed to become “unforeseeably important” in your immediate future. “What is useless… — Louise Blackwick Copy Share Image
“By weaving their thoughts and feelings into the substance of reality, the Weavers had ensured anyone writing about them would secure an instant bestseller – which wasn’t particularly difficult, considering the Weavers held the strings on the one holding the… — Louise Blackwick Copy Share Image
“Then there was The House of Future Needs, an old pawn shop that engaged in the sale of utterly useless trinkets. Except, of course,… — Louise Blackwick Copy Share Image
“Our dream of happiness is waiting for another universe to collide with our own, and change what we ourselves cannot.” — Louise Blackwick Copy Share Image
“Why have you climbed all the way up here? What were you looking for? Would I be too presumptuous to assume you were looking… — Louise Blackwick Copy Share Image
“A day may come when all hope is lost; when the oceans run red with our blood, and our darkest hour is upon us—… — Louise Blackwick Copy Share Image
“Your badges represent just that: your choice, your conscious choice to place yourselves outside a predefined path; beyond the care of omniscient beings, and… — Louise Blackwick Copy Share Image
“Hiki Komori stirred Aurora away from the orgy and handed her a clean napkin. ‘Sorry about them. It’s the Rhapsody. To them, the real… — Louise Blackwick Copy Share Image
“And our love goes beyond flesh; it transcends Death's reminder. In the Underworld Library, two books sharing a binder” — Louise Blackwick Copy Share Image
“Speaking of welding torches... there’s one heading our way!’ The Nursebot was not wrong. Coming for them with the calculated patience of a Grim… — Louise Blackwick Copy Share Image
“The multiverse has selected its champions – had selected you – and yet under the blazing suns, here we stand: self-seeking and imperfect, lacking… — Louise Blackwick Copy Share Image
“Beyond a thin veil of space stretched Existence, the frailest and most imbalanced reality of the cosmos. No one was really sure why it… — Louise Blackwick Copy Share Image
“The Weaveress squinted at the loom. While any other person would merely see a thickset of colour-flashing Threads, Ærinna saw cosmic events, destinies and… — Louise Blackwick Copy Share Image
“Vivian’s first impression of Solidago was that she had travelled back in time, but not to a time where architecture had been invented. All… — Louise Blackwick Copy Share Image
“By weaving their thoughts and feelings into the substance of reality, the Weavers had ensured anyone writing about them would secure an instant bestseller… — Louise Blackwick Copy Share Image
