Jay B. R. Wokky Ch. 47.6 — At the City Gates

Ch. 47.6 -- A drizzle began. By the time Mr. Dumfries reached the city gates, his cloak was beaded with drops. The two guards, who had been drinking and playing cards at a table under the eaves by the gates, stood up with sneers on their faces. “Well, well, if it isn’t old Gramps,” said…

Jay B. R. Wokky Ch. 19 — Ezra Invents Something New

Ch. 19 --  Ezra opened the newspaper and watched the pages ruffle in the breeze. “Don’t you think it’s interesting that if not for the gnomes, who share their inventions with us, we wouldn’t have the printing press? We wouldn’t have cheap paper. We wouldn’t have books, or free education, or insufferable bores... Franklin, are…