By the way, what is that you're working on?" "Software-configurable RAID grid." She pauses, a cable in each hand. "Go on, your ride will be waiting." "RAID grid being . . . ?" "Redundant Array of Interconnected Demons." She bares her teeth at him. "Demons!" he squeaks, and clutches his magic dice.
( Charles Stross )
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