Sublime

Luxury was a vulgar burden.

The peaceful Dodecanese Islands, just a stone’s throw from Turkey, selectively take them in. The more upscale ones like ours are spared by what the inhabitants and summer sojourners agree—without saying it too loudly—is a plague, while the less trendy islands like Leros and Lesbos take in more than their share.

On another night of searching, a centuries-old academic journal yielded a reference to a Gaspery J. Roberts. The journal had been devoted to prison reform. The hit sent Olive down a rabbit hole, at the end of which she found prison records from Earth: Gaspery J. Roberts had been sentenced to fifty years for a double homicide in Ohio in the late twe

interlopers like Sir Edward Michelborne

In this derelict place, Harris allowed his soul to unfold in a poignant ode to the universe.

mollified,

Police Chief E. Francis Riggs

Oak.

Consider the End