In Mosca’s experience, a ‘long story’ was always a short story someone did not want to tell..

I want my chirfugging goose back!.

Ordinary life did not stop just because kings rose and fell, Mosca realized. People adapted. If the world turned upside down, everyone ran and hid in….

Words were dangerous when loosed. They were more powerful than cannon and more unpredictable than storms. They could turn men’s heads inside out and ….