Crushed Goldleaf

Iskielo comes up to the front counter looking a bit wild about the eyes. “Miyara!” Anything that excites or frightens a boy of his enthusiasm is immediately cause for concern. “Yes?” He draws in close. Looks furtively both ways. Then hisses, “They ordered the crushed goldleaf tea.” Oh dear. Crushed goldleaf is a lovely, innocuous … More Crushed Goldleaf