I'd seen it all fifty times or more (and sometimes wondered how many butts were piled up beneath that box), but this time, instead of lifting the apple-box, he just went right on leaning.

On the north side, he raised and classicised the stair tower window and replaced veluxes in the low-sweeping roof with a pair of piended (hipped) dormers.

Magetech only represents one facet of technomancy. It allows you to take a pile of metal parts, Power Crystals, Focussing Crystals, and whatever else you've gathered and turn the whole mess into a technomantic device.

It was an old love song playing on the radio, full of sentiment and sappinesss. It made me feel alone and sad.