Still Life (A Sexagesimal Fairy Tale)
Every evening was a fin de siècle in the great sprawling castle-city of Nycthemeron. But, of course, to say it was evening meant...
Every evening was a fin de siècle in the great sprawling castle-city of Nycthemeron. But, of course, to say it was evening meant...
And when the girl who had six fingers saw the grizzled fisherman, she knew he was the right one for her. The way his eyes set...
The very little town of N. was largely bypassed by the revolution—the red cavalries thundered by, stopping only to appropriate...
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