by B. B. Dox (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/117763.html) “You’ve something on your mind, Koya,” a voice said, muffled by the curtains that enclosed the palanquin. “It is of no consequence, my lord,” Koya said stiffly, keeping his voice low. The palanquin’s bearers, panting in the humid summer air with every step, were too busy and too smart […]