As far as I can determine, the universe is made of ninety-five percent contradiction. And I’m not certain about the last five percent.

Time sleeping is always well spent.

Hiresha felt something she struggled to describe. Power and possibility swirled within her, along with a a sense of gasping potential in each moment. When she could a find a name for it, tears beaded her eyes. I am awake.

There can be nothing more frightening in a gigantic monster of many tentacles than intelligence.