“Speaking of welding torches... there’s one heading our way!’ The Nursebot was not wrong. Coming for them with the calculated patience of… — 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… — 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,… — 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… — 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… — Louise Blackwick Copy Share Image
“Her attention was now drawn upon a boy whose imagination had the potential to change the face of reality. Unfortunately for him,… — 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
