Welcome to Number Twenty-Five of Gloomscapes. This will be the last post for a while, as I’m taking a break from the series, to gather some new material and ideas for the future.
And it couldn’t be any other way than ending it with the very best–The Handmaid’s Tale by Margaret Atwood.
And there it was, in tiny writing, quite fresh it seemed, scratched with a pin or maybe just a fingernail, in the corner where the darkest shadow fell: Nolite te bastardes carborundorum.
Don’t let the bastards grind you down.