Potential Titles: Tim Pratt

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The black river beneath the desert of the world - Tim Pratt "Ammut in Her Later Years"

Anubis endlessly brought forth the dead - Tim Pratt "Ammut in Her Later Years"

A feather from Ma'at's radiant head - Tim Pratt "Ammut in Her Later Years"

Ammut snapped up their hearts and swallowed - Tim Pratt "Ammut in Her Later Years"

Thoth closed his book of records and wept - Tim Pratt "Ammut in Her Later Years"

The decadent ruin where expatriate gods live - Tim Pratt "Ammut in Her Later Years"

Weighed against something lighter than life - Tim Pratt "Ammut in Her Later Years"

Her tea tastes more like dust every day - Tim Pratt "Ammut in Her Later Years"

In the event that you are bitten by an angel - Tim Pratt "Angel Bites"

Remember your sins in vivid detail - Tim Pratt "Angel Bites"

Melt into a faintly honey-scented mist - Tim Pratt "Angel Bites"

And remind myself what the cold feels like - Tim Pratt "A Bestiary: Engulfer"

A playmate of the Northern Lights - Tim Pratt "A Bestiary: Laughing Blood"

With the jewels of dead warriors adorning its teeth - Tim Pratt "A Bestiary: Nidhigg"

Taproots growing down through treasure caverns - Tim Pratt "A Bestiary: Nidhigg"

Gnawing at the endings of your nerves - Tim Pratt "A Bestiary: Nidhigg"

Eating the corpses of your memories - Tim Pratt "A Bestiary: Nidhigg"

Apply the transitive property and consider the results - Tim Pratt "A Bestiary: Nidhigg"

Just one slip in the whole of forever - Tim Pratt "A Bestiary: Plate Spinning"

Swimming through the coldest depths of space - Tim Pratt "A Bestiary: Poor Bahamut"

Among the shoals of distant stars - Tim Pratt "A Bestiary: Poor Bahamut"

Distant stars and heaving clouds of dust - Tim Pratt "A Bestiary: Poor Bahamut"

Eyes vast as the hearts of galaxies - Tim Pratt "A Bestiary: Poor Bahamut"

An expanse of sand that beggars the Sahara - Tim Pratt "A Bestiary: Poor Bahamut"

A fragment of the spectrum of Bahamut's shining scales - Tim Pratt "A Bestiary: Poor Bahamut"

The ruby in turn supports an angel - Tim Pratt "A Bestiary: Poor Bahamut"

Long poles upon which spin six hells - Tim Pratt "A Bestiary: Poor Bahamut"

But your hopes made you forget - Tim Pratt "A Bestiary: Tlaltecuhtli"

Frogs don't understand mercy - Tim Pratt "A Bestiary: Tlaltecuhtli"

Gathered great heaps of fraying asbestos - Tim Pratt "Carcinodjinn"

Rare isotopes housed in translucent green - Tim Pratt "Carcinodjinn"

A bonfire of cigarettes, cigars, and pipe tobacco - Tim Pratt "Carcinodjinn"

A thing of smoking arms and ember eyes - Tim Pratt "Carcinodjinn"

Sweating drops of liquid plutonium - Tim Pratt "Carcinodjinn"

Slow poison in the marrow of bones - Tim Pratt "Carcinodjinn"

And walked into the remaining hours and miles - Tim Pratt "The God of the Crossroads"

Fear is his family business - Tim Pratt "Making Monsters"

Sapped of their strange, dark potency - Tim Pratt "Making Monsters"

Workshop on the avenue of greater dreaming - Tim Pratt "Mask"

A harlequin's cloth face of fixed hilarity - Tim Pratt "Mask"

A face that shifts like the sky or water - Tim Pratt "Mask"

Geometry and possibility and vibrations in the air - Tim Pratt "Mask"

Corners and spirals and prey - Tim Pratt "Mask"

Have a salad dressed with moonbeams - Tim Pratt "Wolfways"


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