You are most aware of building-think in bad weather. The night had brought with it a tropical depression, Typhoon Senti, but all you note of its howling winds and bullets of rain are the data readings collected by the National Archive Complex.
The final pages hit some notes of epiphany, like a wave out of Hokusai, before etherealizing into calligraphics of transcendence.
that old disdain, like a mourning suit or a coronet
In this episode of the Strange Horizons podcast, editor Anaea Lay presents JY Yang's "Storytelling for the Night Clerk."