Featuring new cover art--“Plains of Another World” by Leon Tukker--and our 400th story! A special novelette by K.J. Parker about storytelling and storytellers: "Told By An Idiot."
Except that I learned that if they spoke truth, it was not to me.
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Despite my profession, I have never considered myself to be a holy man.
I longed for someone with whom I could engage in our papaya-pipe-gun battles in the surrounding forests.
Otranto knew better than to ask why any man must die.
But she wouldn't let him make it through the gate; the inside guards were there to deal with travelers. Kamalija was here to deal with monsters.
I could not imagine that my charge could conceive something so strange, so unpleasant.
She bursts each night when he leaves her. She does not wash the juice from her skin but hides the blue stains beneath her clothes.
The other hand held aloft his trophy—the severed head of my mother.
It was more water than ever should be in one place, something so vast he scarcely could find the words. "Oh," he said. "This is a very large river indeed."