“Your badges represent just that: your choice, your conscious choice to place yourselves outside a predefined path; beyond the care of omniscient beings, and into your own capable hands. For a Weaver’s freewill is absolute; a Weaver is a master… — 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, your purchased knickknacks were guaranteed to become “unforeseeably important” in your immediate future. “What is useless today can save your life tomorrow” the shopkeeper advertised, a man rumoured to have glimpsed into the atemporal dimension of… — Louise Blackwick Copy Share
“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 world is something akin to a cardboard reality.’ ‘Why do it at all?’ she pouted, trying to wipe her shoe with the napkin. ‘Why take the damn drug?’ ‘To escape their mortality, naturally. The great curtain… — Louise Blackwick Copy Share
“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 Reaper on rollerblades was the greatest wildfire the trio had ever seen. Burning in a mischievous cobalt-blue flame that straightforwardly spelled “chemical fire”, the all-consuming flames had cornered them by the unopenable hatch, within an inch… — Louise Blackwick Copy Share
“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
