I realized today that it has been well over a year since I departed the ‘Gulch. Doesn’t seem nearly that long ago, but, as the title suggests, time is strangely fast in these parts. Maybe it’s the lack of familiarity, or the newness, or some application of barometric pressure.
I do not envy our building manager, a quiet, friendly man, who lives directly beneath High Charity. He’s been made to deal with drunken yelling, drunken falling-all-over-the-floor, Rock Band, belligerent yelling, and Rock Band 2. Unfortunately, with this most recent game release, he’s sure to hear more than that — including, probably, a few things [...]
He was so unsure, the prince. The worries tugged at his hands, and drew lines on his face. Perhaps he didn’t have reason to worry, perhaps he did; he could never tell one way or the other. It had been so long, he had given up trying to tell. One night (or was it every [...]