All we have is what we have right now.
On the eve of endings, it feels like winter with every breath.
Indifference is over (if we want it)! We can do so much with so little.
The Palace is a meanness-free zone.
The Red Hand Files is some of the best writing anywhere. Don’t ask, don’t get.
The Palace reflects on the new record by Half Shadow, and the eternal mysticism of the wandering poet.
What was once forever.
