>This really is an elemental week. Niads aren,t the driest creatures about, but who decided to host a marathon of camille and titanic?
>I hate witches. Warty ones, hippy pagan ones, and underage ones in frilly dresses wanting to purge my demons. Seriously. Anime kills magic
>The weather's good. Going to spend my day imagining I'm not living in a world poisoned by sorcerous cults from the 1800s. Pet a selkie.
>I had a goblin child cry for his mommy because the big bad Tery was going to eat him for being bad. My heart broke and we got ice cream.
>Today I saw a fox with a leaf on his head. I gave him some tips on the modern era and gave him a copy of The Reader to wear instead.
>When attending a shapeshifter birth, it's imperative you don't make any noise that could 'name' the child. Poor 'Disgusting Bloodbag'...
>The cicadas offer a warning.
>Even shapeshifters get the blues. Far worse, though, are the ochres. I think something could use a cookie and a hug.
>Okay, yes the rumors are true. I'm dating a shapeshifter. S(h)e's an artist. Let me tell you, shapeshifter sculpture is quite transgressive.
>Nothing makes summer better than free ice cream. And pixies. God i love pixies. I don't have to believe in them. Because they're awesome.
>Have to see a man about a dream. They should really post an exchange rate.
>Ever tried to explain your job to your mom? It's like that only with death cults and a reliquary that was so cute, she just had to have it.
>Red, purple, yellow,orange, green, brown, blue, pink...there is a ninth line. It turns and turns, a spiral path going back to the beginning.
>It's not the heat; it's the things trying to kill you in your sleep.
>The posts are going to be fragmented over the next few days. I've had to lock my soul away for safekeeping.
>The magic words have been uttered and the documents filed. I am now a real boy. And eligible for retirement and dismemberment.
>Never offer to judge a beauty contest between mannequins.
>Hot, sticky, and the awareness that tendrils of malevolent razors spiral around the perimeters of your soul. How was your weekeend?
