The Totem-Maker (part eighteen)
The Totem-Maker Chapter Two Jealousy (part eighteen) We heard murmurs. Louder, from Nyma: “Everyone is wise in his own way, dear.” Someone else: “He will let his house to their cousins. Spare us if we don’t see hordes! Ah, Madla!” Lom and I looked at each other. […]
All Bedlam Courses Past (part eighty-four)
All Bedlam Courses Past Chapter Three An Object in Motion (part eighty-four) It was at least an exercise to think of these things. From Mother’s perspective her panic must be a fit, a freak, it beggared reason. Élucide granted this, fair enough. A […]