"That's fine. We can do it when we make camp at sunset." Jackson judged sunset to be another three hours away, but there was some rock cover in the distance they could make use of.
"The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The artist whose medium is fiction does this in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words." --Ursula K. Le Guin
"Good idea. Bug, want to take the lead?" "You know it." Bug marched ahead, and Shingles broke off from the group to wander east.
"The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The artist whose medium is fiction does this in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words." --Ursula K. Le Guin
(meds and sleep didn't help, mom put together some homeopathic remedy, and that finally kicked it. convinced she might be a mage of some kind)
Rhys fell to the back, but glanced over her shoulder as Shingles wandered off. That one was unnerving. She sighed. She hoped what was in her kit would be enough to remove the shackles, or else she wasted a few good saw bands and files for nothing.
"Nobody has an easy time in this world. Either you climb out of the muck and become a human being, or you die." - Josh Randall, Wanted: Dead or Alive
"So, where are you coming from?" Jackson asked amicably, glancing over their shoulder.
"The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The artist whose medium is fiction does this in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words." --Ursula K. Le Guin
"Nowhere in particular." Now came the conversation. She had a feeling she wouldn't be able to get this one to leave her alone. "Just around. Haven't been from anywhere in a long time."
"Nobody has an easy time in this world. Either you climb out of the muck and become a human being, or you die." - Josh Randall, Wanted: Dead or Alive
"How about where you're going, then?" They kept a firm hold on Roland's shackles. Roland walked along patiently behind Jackson.
"The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The artist whose medium is fiction does this in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words." --Ursula K. Le Guin
"Wherever there's food and water. Humans need those things." She eyed them. "Eventually looking to find a way to keep those things from killing everyone but that might just be a joke at this point." She hadn't had much luck with that. She'd never been comfortable or familiar with any kind of wizardry. She'd known someone once, but they were no longer a factor in the equation.
"Nobody has an easy time in this world. Either you climb out of the muck and become a human being, or you die." - Josh Randall, Wanted: Dead or Alive
"I'm not sure there is a way. The rebels don't seem to be making any progress..." Jackson sighed. "And what would they be winning back even if they were?"
"The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The artist whose medium is fiction does this in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words." --Ursula K. Le Guin
She gritted her teeth. There was absolutely nothing left on this pile of rocks worth fighting for. But that's far from the reason she was fighting. "Nothing, just rocks and ash and bones."
"Nobody has an easy time in this world. Either you climb out of the muck and become a human being, or you die." - Josh Randall, Wanted: Dead or Alive
"A couple of trees havens, but that's all." They grimaced. "Maybe we can replant, regrow."
"The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The artist whose medium is fiction does this in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words." --Ursula K. Le Guin
"Probably not." She didn't seem very hopeful about fixing their world, but despite that she seemed very determined to fight. She glanced over her shoulder again. No sign of the creepy one.
"Nobody has an easy time in this world. Either you climb out of the muck and become a human being, or you die." - Josh Randall, Wanted: Dead or Alive
"That's partly why we're trying to get Roland here to the head of the resistance," Jackson continued. "He's an inventory, so he may be able to make weapons!" "I only do robots," Roland said firmly. "I can find a different way to help without creating weapons."
"The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The artist whose medium is fiction does this in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words." --Ursula K. Le Guin
"The only way anyone could help is to find a way to stop the spirit things. Then kill their master eventually." She muttered. How this person was supposed to be useful when he just seemed to create more useless, semi-sentient beings, was beyond her.
"Nobody has an easy time in this world. Either you climb out of the muck and become a human being, or you die." - Josh Randall, Wanted: Dead or Alive
"If he can even be killed," Roland said grimly. "We can certainly try," Bug retorted. "He's got skin sometimes, right? Skin can be pierced and bludgeoned." "But he's a spirit," Jackson pointed out.
"The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The artist whose medium is fiction does this in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words." --Ursula K. Le Guin
A person is a fool to become a writer. His only compensation is absolute freedom. He has no master except his own soul, and that, I am sure, is why he does it. — Roald Dahl
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