Justice Of A Sort

It was perhaps a month after I’d arrived back from Slipshade and the whole episode should have faded from mind. As it was, it seemed determined to haunt me, like some over-spiced meal eaten too late in the evening. So, for example, one evening I was at the Misanthropes. I hadn’t actually dined. In fact … More Justice Of A Sort

A Licence to Perform

I confess that morning, as I breakfasted on the steam packet, the Unrivaled, I awaited the rising tide with growing trepidation. Nonetheless, from my position aft of the funnel, I could see no suspiciously casual groups of overly muscled men moving in our direction. Indeed all our party arrived on time, boarded and we cast … More A Licence to Perform