"Rattle, Milkring, Caul." The names of Tutti's gulls are all remnants from a time before he lived under the docks, before he sold caught birds at Benechiaro's merport to indebted sailors on shore leave, and to the whores who serviced them, and to the thieves who shadowed them.

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Alyc Helms dabbles in corsetry and costuming, dances Scottish Highland and Irish Ceili, and games in all forms of media. She sometimes refers to her work as “critical theory fanfic,” which is a fancy way to say that she is obsessed with liminality, gender identity, and foxes. She’s a freelance RPG writer for Green Ronin, a graduate of Clarion West 2012, and her short fiction has appeared in Daily Science Fiction and Crossed Genres and will be appearing in Lady Churchill’s Rosebud Wristlet. Her first novel, The Dragons of Heaven, will be published by Angry Robot in June 2015. She can be found on Twitter @alychelms or at www.alychelms.com.

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