Watching truepenny type away merrily in Google Docs, as the story miraculously grows words all by itself: Free
The hideous inevitability of a Tiptreesque, Lovecraftian universe: PRICELESS.
(I can say this because I only wrote half of it, and I'm not talking about myself. This story is made out of pure fucking awesome.)
Um. And I think it needs a title. And like three more paragraphs.