Torsade Literary Space 
Story: Tourmaline (conclusion)
Tourmaline (part seven) Anton came to a table, one of six skirting the naked base of a statue. He shuffled, and time allowed him a picture, of resisters wrapping Jocelyn’s heroic frauds in fleshy fat suits. No public representations of figures were permitted by the G.R.A.—even of their enemy, travestied. […]
All Bedlam Courses Past (part two hundred)
All Bedlam Courses Past Chapter Eight Things Relative (part two hundred) “There was an irregularity,” Phelan said, drawing emphasis from the word was. “Well, Regina talked a great deal. There were times I would listen with half an ear. She wanted […]
The Totem-Maker (part seventy-one)
The Totem-Maker Chapter Eight Use for Use (part seventy-one) But when I came to my door I saw a horse was tethered outside, another of the traders’. My visitor sat on my rug, busy at a practical task…knitting, an art I had never […]
All Bedlam Courses Past (part one hundred ninety-nine)
All Bedlam Courses Past Chapter Eight Things Relative (part one hundred ninety-nine) ii. Accident on board Crimes aboard ship might take place outside all jurisdiction, save the captain’s. On the sidewheeler Chief Complanter, the death ruled by a Cook […]
Story: Tourmaline (part six)
Tourmaline (part six) It was at dawn you saw them, moving under cover of the climbing fogs. This morning’s had yet to burn off. But when he’d walked to the shore, then along it, the sun at last scouring in, Anton thought he would carry his coat over his arm. […]
The Totem-Maker (part seventy)
The Totem-Maker Chapter Seven Winter Alone (part seventy) I stopped well back on the slope that fell to the precipice, where earth lay under thicker snow. Safe ground. My mind had no other thought, as I trod the dips and rises of the […]