“Why are you here, Mister Alien?”

Children ran up the snowy hill...

“Funny that you phrased it that way..."

“I remember these...”

He checks his sextant against the stars...

I give the golem an amber gaze of deep-set LEDs...

“Are you the beast that devoured my daughter?”...

“The important thing to remember about an umber pudding is..."

Thanksgiving was going well...