Ever mind the Rule of Three...Three times what thou givest returns to thee. - M. K. Hobson

Spread out before the pyramid, as far as the eye could see, stretched a frozen ocean of blackness—stinking oily blackness that bubbled and churned. Voider than void, colder than cold, deader than dead.
It is your world.
It is the world we will make for you.

In New Bethel, we take the word serious. We whip whores, we hang thieves, and we burn sorcerers.

The shortness of the woman’s replies indicated that Emily was asking questions Miss Jesczenka didn’t particularly want to answer, but those were usually the questions that most needed to be asked.