“One final glance back at the hotel. Philias Switchmoat the Third, stepping from the curb and in to a puddle. Disappeared.” — Stephen J. Day Copy Share Image
“Please stop shaking your rain water in my direction. What next? Are you going to come over here, cock your leg and urinate upon… — Stephen J. Day Copy Share Image
“The return of the rain, beating out time on London's rooftops and pavements. Early morning Zombies sheltering beneath copies of the Standard whilst others… — Stephen J. Day Copy Share Image
“I am not an outsider. I am an insider who discovered that everyone else had gone out.” — Stephen J. Day Copy Share Image
“One final glance back at the hotel. Philias Switchmoat the Third, stepping from the curb and in to a puddle. Disappeared.” — Stephen J. Day Copy Share Image
“Clearly it is God's will to place me in such a predicament," declared Philias loudly to a procession of stunned passers-by, "So God can… — Stephen J. Day Copy Share Image
