This story takes place years ago, when Queen Victoria was still a flighty young woman, Charles Dickens was publishing
Oliver Twist, and Mr. Morse had just invented Morse code. None of those people—perhaps save Dickens—would have taken you seriously had you brought up magic or the land of Faerie. It’s April, and people from all over the world travel to Wall. Eighteen-year-old
Dunstan Thorn resents all the visitors, who have filled
Mr. Bromios’s inn, the Seventh Magpie, and are now booking rooms in people’s homes.