Kaustubh Dudhane’s Reviews > Sixteen Ways to Defend a Walled City > Status Update

He never makes notes, he just remembers it all, like a barmaid.

He looked at me the way the male spider gazes at his beloved. He knows he’s going to get eaten afterwards, but it’ll be worth it.
“Deal,” he said.

I have this flaw in my otherwise godlike character. I can’t help finding fault, if there’s any to be found. So I tried. I was silent for a long time, trying.

I’d have made a good bully if I’d had the chance. I’ve learned the craft from masters, like an apprentice.

My guess is, they couldn’t sleep, and they had the kind of generous nature that reckons insomnia isn’t something you hoard all for yourself, you share it with your friends and loved ones.

I have strong views about not tempting providence and, as a wise man once said, the difference between luck and a wheelbarrow is, luck doesn’t work if you push it.

So; if luck figures I’m good enough to command the Engineers, maybe she reckons I can be a historian, too. Think of that. Immortality.