Nobunaga was furious when he saw the sky castle, but I couldn’t quite put my finger on why. He stood in the lobby, mouth agape, eyebrows knitting together as he glanced quickly around the transport lounge. “What is this? What have you done?” He asked, examining the dark-stained wooden interior of the lounge. Two suits of samurai armour were placed either side of the exit, and his gaze lingered on…
Sci-fi and fantasy author based in Brisbane, Australia.