He Became Merely The Broken Statue Of

He Had Quite Liked The Dwarfs. He Often Had No Idea What They Were Talking About, But For A Group Of Homicidal, Class-obsessed Small People, They Were Really Rather Good Fun.

They Were On The Side Of The Angels, Even If The Angels Weren't Entirely Sure That This Was A Good Thing.

We All Have Our Routines," He Said Softly."but They Must Have A Purpose And Provide An Outcome That We Can See And Take Some Comfort From, Or Else They Have No Use At All. Without That, They Are Like The Endless Pacings Of A Caged Animal. If They Are Not Madness Itself, Then They Are A Prelude To It.

If 'why' Was The First And Last Question, Then Because I Was Curious To See What Would Happen Was The First And Last Answer. A Version Of It Had Been Spoken To God Himself In The Garden Of Eden, And It Was Destined To Be The Reason For The End Of Things At The Hands Of Man.

Each Man Dreams His Own Heaven.