Beware: Hugbot ahead, warned a scrawl of white paint across a brick wall.
The first Sinmai I ever saw was watching my kindergarten class play from behind the fence.
“Hey, Hicks, get up. Retrievers are here.”
There’s a sparrow lying on the crust of the snow, beak open, one wing folded.
“And why would there be multiple Earths in the same universe?” the counsellor asks me.
Damien had discovered the marsh after their last Move.