Author: AA Peterson

“What makes a man, Abra?” The sound of Master Rim’Fain’s fingertips tapping striking the desktop was like the beating of five little war drums. Too anxious to speak, Abra sat dumbly in his seat across the desk as the Master’s fingers continued to pound. Outside the schoolhouse, he could still Read more…

Imagine you are one of the foremost makers of lasagna in the entire world. You spent an anonymous decade making the same lasagna over and over again, obsessively perfecting your craft. When you make a lasagna, there can be no doubt it is the result of years of passion, perspiration Read more…