Hortus Conclusus
At fifty-five, Sister Gertraude felt old. However, she still had a few decades to live. She felt it in her limbs, still agile in the dawn; in her hands, as…
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Animorphs, revisited
Do you remember them? Did you read them, or do you just remember the covers? Girls turned into starfish, boys into tigers, and it was beyond wacky. I remember staring…
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