One of the advantages of fantasy is that I don’t have to waste a lot of time creating the kinds of logical or causal justifications required by the conventions of realism.
“Every plan had a flaw
Pried every board from the floor
Pride before fall but he felt sure
Both hands wrapped in gauze
Stole fire from God, your Lord
And I’m just wonderin’ what she was thinkin’ when she paused
What she was thinkin’ when she paused“
billy woods | “houthi”