Full moon plus one. A death song
My head aches. My belly feels as if it has been turned inside out and trampled by an ox. My mouth tastes like a piskie’s armpit. I try to stand […]
My head aches. My belly feels as if it has been turned inside out and trampled by an ox. My mouth tastes like a piskie’s armpit. I try to stand […]
Even a hero must suffer the occasional setback. Even a hero will be mocked by those who do not understand. When I smell the emu roasting at the front of […]
We set off for the hunt just as dawn breaks. Or at least the gang of ruffians sets off, with Matty and Sarah in the lead, and I follow some […]
I, Harry-le-beau, who once dined with the Maharajah of Travancore and his mother (who was, of course, the power behind the throne, though few realised it except for me), am […]