“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 ran screaming for cover in doorways because water from the heavens is holy and melts the… — 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
