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Editorial There is power in numbers. Not always literal, no. So often perceived, given meaning by the minds that favour such fancies. There is, of course, power to numbers if used well. Mathematics is a field unlike any other; through careful study it reveals the base truths of our universe, digit by digit, theorem byContinue reading “20th of December 1898”

Editorial Recognition is a sweet thing. Recognition – and, further, appreciation – of knowledge many times so. It is my delight to be recognized precisely for the knowledge I have worked so hard to attain. For this occasion, what is a scholar to do but write? Together with our press operators, I have worked overContinue reading “13th of December 1898”

Editorial I have dabbled in most, if not all, forms of art. From language to paint to sounds to blood. I have reshaped the very nature of being with nothing but scraps of cloth. I have moved lords to tears with alchemy. I do not claim to be a master of it all – IContinue reading “6th of December 1898”

Editorial Do you think it might be time to slow down? There is much strife in the world. Much hunger in the people. Look at the false-starse above and ponder the speed of modern life. The speed of your own life. Hurtling towards infinity, burning your own self as fuel, nothingness the final goal. BitsContinue reading “29th of November 1898”

Editorial Recently my mind has been occupied by the what ifs again. The wants, perhaps. Future uncertainty. At some point, any burden becomes heavy. Seeing the insignificant size of the ball of lead, sadly, does not diminish its weight, as much as we wish it would. Would it not be marvellous to wave it allContinue reading “22nd of November 1898”

Editorial The Rat is a Noble creatureby R. J. Frogvarian Villidarfel was a tinker rat. A working rat. Toiling away at clockwork and machinery, keeping engines running and clocks ticking (not that they would ever tick in quite the right way).Antonia was a devout bandit when she married him. Was, and remained so, be it herContinue reading “15th of November 1898”

Editorial A snapshot of a moment. A window is shattered. Glass fragments litter the air, their shape determined by the structure of the pane they were once a part of, their size and velocity guided by the method of their separation. The shards flutter through the air, deadly snowflakes seeking vengeance. Do you understand theContinue reading “8th of November 1898”

Editorial I wonder when the stars that shine on the surface sky will change. Each star a long-dead point in space, an infinity away yet so seemingly approachable. For millennia we have seen them, we have discerned their patterns, given them meaning, uncovered their secrets. We have named them, relied on them, befriended them. HaveContinue reading “1st of November”

A Rather Special Interview Dearest Mr Wolfgang, thank you for meeting me today. I am delighted to hear that you are doing better. […] [REDACTED] does not scare me. It does make me wonder, what would drive one to douse their eyes so? What makes and motivates a hunter? I guess [the reason] why IContinue reading “Emiran Wolfgang”

Editorial When faced with thoughts of Lazy Luck, one’s chest becomes tighter with worry. Sloth, as the clergy shall attest, is a sin cardinal and deadly; moreover, absolutely unbefitting of our dear friend Chance. One must, however, conclude this to be the only option by Occam’s razor. Far worse fates, you see, are simply incomprehensibleContinue reading “25th of October 1898”