Today’s post was originally going to be about the Demon Sphallolalia – a word which means playful flirtation that goes nowhere and which comes from the words for stumbling speech. When I was all but done the computer crashed and the backup was corrupted. I considered writing the post again, but I couldn’t really remember my original motivation.
Carinthia belongs to one of Yves cleaning crews. She is pleasant and professional, genuinely likes the party (if they are angelic), but gets a little exasperated at how little effort they put into damage control. While acting in this official capacity, her job is to excise those memories which might compromise free will (in other words, anything that definitively proves the existence of heaven, hell, or their celestial denizens). Continue reading