my life as a tangent

I've been looking forward to my weekly run to New Babbage and settling into a comfortable pub in Clockhaven while waiting for new cargo, so I was a bit concerned when I got into the city and noticed everyone was carrying arms. I dropped to the street as someone yelled "down!" just in time to hear the blast of a shotgun from a doorway. When I looked up, a woman was down to the right of me, a red splatter on the cobblestones where her head used to be. The man with the shotgun quickly ushered me in… Continue

(one week ago)
I failed.

I never found Tenk.

I stared into the ashes of his cold forge and wished there was some way he could still be alive, but weeks had passed without a sign. It was hopeless.

My eyes fell on the saw still clamped in the vise. He put it there when he had heard Kurore was back in town. I remember how he brightened up at the news, saying the rabbit was back to give him his leg as the gift he had promised Tenk went he last left the city. He whistled to himself and slowly ran… Continue

I rose in my airship under cover of darkness to slip past Kuroe's goon squad and begin my search for Obolensky's giant milk bottle, in hopes that Moss is still alive. I fear myself and Mr. Questi are wanted men in New Babbage now, as we both have had residence in the old hall with the attic at the base of the clocktower, where Mr. Tenk slept during the day. I pray Mr. Questi is safe in Caledon, and does not make an untimely return to check his instrument shop.

Should me search prove unsuccessfu… Continue