To the champ, everything is serious business. I'm hoping that he'll live long enough to learn that in this world that is a very dangerous attitude.

His name is Legion. He is the king of nowhere.

And so will the world end, I think, a victim of love rather than hate. For love's ever been the more destructive weapon, sure.

She might have been pretty when she started out, but the world had moved on since then.

Everyone— black as well as white— thinks it's going to be better over the next jump of land.

Oh Christ, he groaned to himself, if this is the stuff adults have to think about I never want to grow up.