Wild Roving

From Birds Before the Storm by Margaret Killjoy

Last night I stayed up past my bedtime (yes, I have a bedtime. I am in my 40s. I wish I stuck to it more.) watching A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms. I haven’t finished it yet, and I have no intention of spoiling it for you, but the protagonist of this show is a hedge knight. A homeless man with a sword and a horse and scarcely a copper to his name.

Horrible Creatures

by Sever, via electronic mail

to all those who left after their comrades treated them horribly

When the survivors realize that all the mayhem and tumult was a revolution—our revolution—and that it's already slipped away from us, a mocking failure belying our pretensions to anything other than misery, other than failure, the blame will start.

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