A delicieuse story from Bossert. Yeastpunk perhaps – he sets the story in an un-named city that has a Parisienne feel to it, and two intriguing characters, part-artist part-revolutionaries. Yeast-driven golethe patrol the streets, and the pair are part of an underground that create, from wax, bird-drones that can deliver messages.
It’s inventive and clever, the characters are non-normative, and the ending rounds a great story off nicely.
