figments
(The doors of the house open, to show Orestes standing over the bodies of Clytemnestra and Aegisthus, while attendants display the net-like garment in which Clytemnestra had entangled…
Oh Mummy, bound in tired, Lavish papyrus, Glorified mummy Upon your shroud, Forgive your descendants, More learned than devoted, For such mistreatment Of your frail figure.
PRAEFATIO [From a long-lost classical manuscript of speculative origin]: FIGMENTA
“Pull the switch.” “This isn’t right,” someone mutters from behind, safe in the shadows. Everyone is facing a window dividing the rooms with two men on the other…
An icy wind rushed across the campus of Barrow School, high atop the hill, whistling and singing as it attempted to escape the labyrinth of tall, ageing buildings.…
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