In Time, Morrity Hangs D’Averc and Smokes the Ambrosia* * sequel to: http://trentlewin.com/2012/11/02/burst-in-time-morrity-skins-the-cat-and-eats-the-elephant/ Morrity sat in the back of a wagon. “Jangle,” he said, “some coconut slush.” The slave brought it to him. “Is it much longer?” “Mountains are to the right.” The wagon bounced. The heat made the wood smell, like an […]