Somewhat inspired to write this after reading about Lewis Carroll, a man who liked his world play.
I suppose this one has some form of relation to the poetry from most recent days, but I do not consider it to be as connected as the other ones.
Another beloved topic, which ties into the poem from yesterday.
After the news reached me of Terry Pratchett’s passing, I knew I had to write something of my feelings for him and his marvelous books.
Named thus because I basically just poked into my head to see what my characters were up to in there.
Another short story with my band of supernatural people, and Loki. The latter seems to be very eager to have stories written with him as a featured character…