Thursday, May 14, 2015
That time... that horrible time, foretold in the prophecy... it has come. It falls upon us like an avalanche, a flood, a typhoon; encircles us like a brushfire; smashes us flat like a giant radioactive monster; eats our brains like a plague of zombies. It scatters our plans and reveals all our attempts at preparation for the vain and foolish things they are. There is nothing but this -- this devouring, consuming horror -- and no way to escape it, no way out but forward. We will strive, and some of us -- a fraction of a fraction -- may endure. We carry forward the hopes of a dying world, an abandoned family, a forgotten loft bed. We fall helplessly into...
...The Busy Season!