The Illustrated Encyclopedia of an Imaginary Universe

I expected to have more to say about the appointment today but I’m at a loss. Fortunately, the news is good: she’s going to be all right. And I suppose that’s good enough.

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I found myself spending some time beneath the interstate, watching a half-dozen small birds splashing around in a puddle. All around us was the dull roar of the traffic above and the occasional sharp crack of a particularly heavy vehicle passing over a metal reinforcement in the highway; it was the constant rough and uneven exhale of an ear-pressed conch amplified.