"One of the most important things that an author should know in order to write good and even great stories, readers and future writers, is that evil in fact exists."
It isn't politically correct, but if true, these proposals will be validated for all male and female human characters, respectively, and resonate with the disproportionately human Reading Public. H/T to Cane Caldo.
The familiar carol's paradigm downshifted like McQueen and floored it, and I realized what the shepherds saw that had them "sore afraid."
Ladies and gentlemen, and scoundrels of all ages, this is the page for the stories.
"Good reflexes," Hazard thought: "just the sort Sarge appreciated when the brain behind them could keep up."
He checked his Kruger in its holster. It felt good in his grip. 'No', he told himself. 'Not just yet. Not yet.'
A brilliant light threw their shadows against the far wall and vanished. The office and its contents were gone.
He was back on Geiger Seven and his right hand was cold—so cold like the night after Doublenight. Where was the Sarge?