A short story about probability, friendship, magic, sex, and tea.
Dian wandered over to Ros's caravan to see what he was up to, which turned out to be darning one of the fighting girls' long red stockings with yellow yarn.
She asked, "Does it feel to you as though something...odd is going on?"
Ros snipped the yarn and turned the stocking right-side out. "I assume you're referring to the fact that everyone in this camp has gone out of their ever-loving minds?"
-It's literally a travelling circus
-Is something weird happening?
-Magic made them do it
-Something weird is definitely happening
This 5,000-word story was previously published in Shousetsu Bang Bang.
