He followed the goblin woman. “Aren’t these woods, cursed?”...

Marigold tidied her dress and laughed...

I laughed at the floating zero on the Japanese dark web...

“Are you impersonating an actual girl from Japan?”...

He drove up in a 1984 Toyota Starlet. “It’s a rare generation one Japanese export.”...

Yuna glanced at the glass of water in her paws...

“You’re a crazy American!” Naohiro shouts as waves buffet the small boat...

Jeremy gave Yuna a glass of water. “Are you okay?”...

She smiles and folds her arms. “Tell me, is it because I’m Japanese?”...

“I have a basic library of sixteen personality presets based on Myers–Briggs models,” the robot said...

“Will it hurt to get the books out of me?” Nook asked...

Weirdest game in my tabletop RPG library? ...

“I can’t believe they hired an octopus!”...

“I’m a library?”...

“Pardon me,” he asks...

As a boy, I was surprised to find a door intentionally hidden behind a bookcase in the old library...

Alice came downstairs...

“You’re my super-best friend, Milla!”...

He struck flint for the hundredth time. “I suck at this.”...

The boys sat in high branches as wolves still circled below...

The satyress leads him inside. “Would you like to meet my kids?”...