Tag: fells; gate
Everything was grimy wherever Kali looked, but she had no other frame of reference. The Sprawl had been grimy the day Kali’s mother had issued the child from her loins and no one in Lowertown had seen fit to spruce the place up since then. As such, Kali did not know anything else.
As I warned everyone a few days ago, I’m moving forward with writing a serialized bit of fiction here, written in real serial episodic, soap-opera, fashion: totally by the seat of my pants. Depending on how it is received, I will try to add episodes weekly — if it is roundly criticized as a turd, […]