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- Goat Eschatologies, by Margaret Ronald
(11/19/07)
- Fiction.
- The sign over the refrigerator had been knocked off-center. Pre-Apocalypse Sale on Cheese, it read in Gert's angular handwriting—a joke to start with, less and less funny every day. By now Gert was almost too ashamed to take it down.
- Ex Machina, by Margaret Ronald
(5/28/07)
- Fiction.
- "'And One said, I will choose among you certain of your folk, that they may know the lightning's path, and the mysteries of light, and the knowledge to heal that which was made and not born. For learning fails, and inscriptions weather away, and records molder, but the blood carries on.'"
- The Welsh Squadron (Part 2 of 2), by Margaret Ronald, illustration by Ian Simmons
(7/10/06)
- Fiction.
- "Tournaments. Tournaments and idiots searching for Christ relics and fighting on horseback. No blood. Nothing about watching your own men die. Relics don't change that. Nothing changes that."
- The Welsh Squadron (Part 1 of 2), by Margaret Ronald, illustration by Ian Simmons
(7/3/06)
- Fiction.
- "Hitler's sent them to London. We should expect to scramble in a half-hour at most." He paused, then added, "There's a lot of them."
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