Doctor's In

Author meet and greet on the Many Waters megaphone, materializing in whatever time. It's like Lascuax. Sparkle tongue, darktime charms in spacetime are the practice, out West. We glean the jewels at the edges of day, the sol of winter here, bioluminescent in otherworldy finery. So, yeah, it's the fashion report. Glamour is always a spell, a costume. That's the point. Hiding in plain sight. It's a secret of invisibility.