It really was amazing, how many different forms of organic life one bar could support. Quinn leaned back in her seat, and took a moment to admire how the bit of furniture had molded itself for her human form. To her left, a chair had adapted itself to account for the thick, scaly tail DraskContinue reading “Synched”
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The Book Under the Rowan Tree 