Week - 703 You Had One Job by quanticdreams

Description: But what’s with the herbs? You literally eat out every night; the most I’ve seen you cook is toast, and it’s never even very good toast, and yet now you’re buying exotic herbs and- are you chopping those herbs, Jhudora? You have multiple greasy Shenkuuvian takeout boxes from that place with the peeling pink paint and yet here you are cooking. That doesn’t seem like you, Jhudora.

Week - 1001 The L-Word by quanticdreams

Description: "Kanrik rounded the corner to see Hanso frantically doing the trick of stomping on the trash in a garbage can so you can fit more stuff in it. This was unusual because it was..."

Week - 1003 We're Okay by quanticdreams

Description: "Even as a young Ixi, however, he kept his past strictly to himself..."

Week - 1005 Jailbreaker by quanticdreams

Description: "The absolute last thing you want to happen when you’re enjoying the free networking at the Grundo’s Cafe is for a stranger to come up to you, so of course that..."

Week - 1016 Atilan by quanticdreams

Description: "It seemed like lecture halls just kept getting crustier. Roxton couldn’t slip in unnoticed the way he used to for the way the door squeaked, and the way the stairs squeaked, and the way the brace on his knee squeaked. People certainly noticed him..."

Week - 1017 Atilan by quanticdreams

Description: "Aloysia only looked up from her book to roll her eyes at Roxton. 'If I didn’t know before, the last ten times you told me would’ve been informative enough. Now leave me alone'"...

Week - 1018 Atilan by quanticdreams

Description: Papa always stuck to the gentleman adventurer model — even in the pictures of him shaking hands with the Honoured Mother of the Lutari, he was wearing a cravat.

Week - 1019 Atilan by quanticdreams

Description: “This is the k’tiin,” said Papa, standing at the front of the classroom, holding a picture of a feather headdress. (He’d told Roxton that he’d made time to come to Career Day. Years later, Roxton would realize he probably just happened to have an open schedule on that day.)

Week - 1020 Atilan by quanticdreams

Description: Roxton got pneumonia, of course. It added insult to injury, but it wasn’t surprising. In the perpetually cold and humid Neovia you could get pneumonia just by sitting on the grass. And Roxton had inhaled a puddle.

Week - 1021 Atilan by quanticdreams

Description: It was a bad year. It was the rotting season, and we were weak, but we could survive it as we had survived many bad years. That year a monstrous white bird arrived on the shore.

Week - 1022 Atilan by quanticdreams

Description: The village was gone. Well, not gone, but smashed into splinters on the ground wasn’t much better. It made grim sense. It wasn’t built to deal with the wind. Nothing was built to deal with this wind.