“…A cart. A cart with a giant crab pulling it. That was why the house was moving.” Azimuth intoned flatly.
“Yes, but don’t knock crabs like that. I thought I’d already told you that, Azi.” Ambedo nodded pragmatically.
“My name is Azimuth, mother.” Azimuth rolled her eyes at the pet name. “And the Sipzips mauled you because of the sticky red stuff, which was…?”
“Jam, and it was jam in the cauldron, too. Good grief, did I really not tell you anythi...
