Sujana

S looked Ervial up and down, arching a brow. She laughed a bit. "You know, Mr. Ervial, I find it amusing," she said, "Your brother would call this very 'cliched'. ...

S stared at Preax, frowning, but she had no time to complain. The door creaked open, revealing-- A man. Nearly identical to Orville in skin, eyes and limbs, except this ...

"Don't take his advice too seriously," S told Lionel, as they walked through the tunnel, "As he said, he only wants a good story. You could cheat him at his ...

S looked back at the tunnel Preax had run back out of. She understood, now, why Preax was so eager to leave. She was having her doubts about staying, as ...

this is very long and i basically hijacked the plot, but for anybody reading through and saying TL;DR--Orville is a bored entity who invites people into his library to solve ...

The Kitten frowns. Orville likes frowns. Nothing exciting happens when people are smiling--well, when most people are smiling, at least. In contrast, Orville likes when Preax smiles. Preaxs' smiles te

Asexuality When I was ten-years-old, I told everyone I wanted to be a priest. I didn't know that Protestants were celibate, because the only thing I ever read was the ...

Orville was a dark-skinned man, not quite human, but almost. He had three eyes--two ordinary ones, with gold irises, and one on his forehead, with a black one--two hands, two ...

S led the group to the counter, staring at the gray-haired librarian there. "Hello, Marion," she said, as softly as she could, "Is Mr. Orville in?" The old woman glared ...

"You and I both know how hard it was to achieve our Library Cards--sorcerer or not, His Majesty isn't as familiar to this sort of business as we are. He ...

S stared at Pheax, now somewhat concerned. "Pheax," she said, "You're not honestly thinking about what I'm thinking about?"

Preax had been a bother again. Generally speaking, S often ignored the story thief as much as she could--which wasn't much, considering he pried into all lives in search for ...

She rifled through her notebook, and then turned to the other book. "As far as I'm aware, men don't need black, intangible things to do terrible things," she said, plainly. ...

"So I'm thinking purple globs or a black fog, yes?" S asked.

Jeez Louise how did nobody tell me about this? This is my jam. What type of thing are you looking for? What if I'm an agnostic defending religion from an ...