The Menorah Files

In consonance with a long-standing policy on all heavenly matters, often known as the measure-for-measure policy

An Angel of Sympathy who stood near the clerk's post read his confused face, leaned over and whispered

"No, I don't mean your schematics, or your software code or any of that. I'm talking about the human interface."

It is also preferable that the cups all be completely filled. With Quality's proposal, there is no way both these conditions can be mutually fulfilled.

He came hobbling on crutches, covered with wounds of war. His substance was as the walls of the chamber

As their debate continued, with that last assertion, he pounded his fist down upon the boulder

In utter awe, staring at one of the Flaming Wonder flames dancing within a bush.

Silence was all he received in response. Quietness, the echo of his own voice and a room of pale faces.