Asakiyume mita

A short, wonderful tale by Marissa Lingen, "Every Tiny Tooth and Claw," in Beneath Ceaseless Skies. (I read it, but it's also their audio feature.) It's an epistolary story (yay!), a correspondence between two academics in magical fields (yay!) in a time of political upheaval. They have to be careful of what they say, and reading between the lines of their messages is totally my jam. And/but also, all the details are just charming and wonderful:

In any case, Yudit and I got reacquainted with each other quite cordially, and then she had some fascinating news about the thaumistic properties of stockinged clothed mole rats in Singer and Worritch’s latest paper. Well. Fascinating to me—you might not have known that clothed mole rats are the nearest known cousin of my beloved hurtling dormice. Well, they are, and this latest finding may shed some light on the obfuscation abilities of both. I shall write to Singer about it. Worritch has never much liked me.

It's a delight all the way through--you can read it here.