Tuesday, September 23
To Walk in Carcosa: Part 5 – The Northern Quarter
As they turned a corner, they came upon a small group of masked figures. As the rest move off, the last turned to greet them.
“And I am Noss,” he said, swaying drunkenly. The masked man doffed a red and green bird mask.
“Sorry, who?” asked Kham.
“Noss. I’m Noss. Didn’t you ask just now?”
“No,” said Ilmarė. “We didn’t.”
“Ah. Well, you look like you’re not from here. Were you born here?”
“No,” said Kham. “But you could say we’re regular visitors.”
Noss nodded. “I’m sure it looks quite different from last time. There is a great festival happening that has given rise to much excitement. A Stranger has come to the city who promises further upheaval—we wear masks in the Stranger’s honor, hoping that all will be to the good.”
“Us too,” said Kham.
“If you need help, I can act as your guide.”
“Actually, we were wondering if you’ve seen some…” Ilmarė hesitated, “ugly-masked people.”
Noss thought for a moment. “I think I can help. Follow me.” [MORE]
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