PseudoPod 774: Vanity, Vanity

Vanity, Vanity by Dan Fields Let the Day Perish Lightning had started the fire. That was plain to anyone with sense. Who or what had called the lightning down was another question. Just after the setting of the moon, a snake of blue fulmination struck the mill which, being made of and fairly stuffed with … Continue reading PseudoPod 774: Vanity, Vanity