Those Monsters We Have Dreamed About This is Installment 34 of this year’s SSCS. If you want to start at the beginning of ‘Those Monsters We Have Dreamed About’, go here! If you want to know what the heck an SSCS is, go here! Previously… We’d all been cast into the Dreaming. And even if we refuse to remember them, nightmares have a way of perpetuating themselves. And, if you’re wondering (though Jack pointedly is not), the lions weren’t part…
Sometimes we do what we call family karaoke night, where each person gets to pick a few songs and we bring them up on YouTube with lyrics to sing along to. Recently this was our line-up. (And yes, it does seem obvious that two-thirds of these songs were chosen by people over 40. …but can you tell which two-thirds?)
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Those Monsters We Have Dreamed About This is Installment 33 of this year’s SSCS. If you want to start at the beginning of ‘Those Monsters We Have Dreamed About’, go here! If you want to know what the heck an SSCS is, go here! Previously… Turning back to the first photograph I’d looked at, the young woman sitting attentive on a brocade couch, hair glittering, I saw a reflection or a shadow of something else pass across the glass. Something…
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Those Monsters We Have Dreamed About This is Installment 32 of this year’s SSCS. If you want to start at the beginning of ‘Those Monsters We Have Dreamed About’, go here! If you want to know what the heck an SSCS is, go here! Previously… The water was grey, opaque with silt, and the smog smudged the distance across it, so that I knew I stood on the edge of the world. But the bricks beneath my feet were white. …
Those Monsters We Have Dreamed About This is Installment 31 of this year’s SSCS. If you want to start at the beginning of ‘Those Monsters We Have Dreamed About’, go here! If you want to know what the heck an SSCS is, go here! Previously… Less than one turning later, there stood the Machine. It wasn’t built of metal scaffolding. Steelwork wound through it and under it, thin and delicate and precise. But the rest was all…bones. A few of…
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Those Monsters We Have Dreamed About This is Installment 30 of this year’s SSCS. If you want to start at the beginning of ‘Those Monsters We Have Dreamed About’, go here! If you want to know what the heck an SSCS is, go here! Previously… –– And then the breeze turned cold, and the sky again cast a red light, and I was crouched alone in the silence beside the wall of the rail-deck. But it was the day that…