Reply To: The Eights’ Shift, Stories

“Make the wind blow the other way!” suggested someone in the crowd.

“Yes! A west wind, blow it west!” piped up another.

“Wait!” shouted another. “That would be an east wind, not a west wind!”

“A westerly?”

“No, an easterly is what we want!”

“Let’s get this right, or we’ll have a fucking tornado” suggested Nasturtium grimly.