Sabbatical
Out for awhile
Out for awhile
I am trying to wake up before your very eyes, I say. And so it is simply a fact that at some point I will lose you. You will either wake up before I do, and I'll lose you. Or you'll fall completely asleep again, and
A passenger on a pleasure cruise seeks lodging.
and how I shall try to set it right.
William loses track of Stephane. Then, they find one another, alone, in a hallway.
William begins to develop misgivings about their new guest at Van Buren, the mysterious traveler, Stephane.
California (yeah, let’s say California) left the City behind—two cities, actually; and, contained within each were multitudes of dreams, memories, creatures, layers, lairs, and so on; you get the idea. With them (and we say ‘them’ because they have a range of genders—some static and fixed, others
Out there, beyond the Somatic Wall, lies the beautiful wasteland. It is, of course, only one route out. Maybe you found another and that's where we are. But if not, or if you don't know, then journey with me, T. Van Santana, through the beautiful wasteland
So that’s it for 2023. Goodbye, boo. I hardly knew ya. Sarah wrote about this over at. Give her a paid sub, won’t you. I have often felt a year rush by, but never quite like this. It’s really quite remarkable. Anyhow, imma run you through what
Same Walk, Different Shoes
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William helps Stephane get comfortable in Van Buren.
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Pem disagrees with William and Rogger about how to handle the mysterious stranger from the desert.
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A mysterious wanderer arrives at the gates of Van Buren.
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Starting "Gaucho," Stage 2: Van Buren ...
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Flatlined?! Uh oh! Grab the paddles!
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