Wheezing was considered refined, and the social event of the year was the Festival of Respiratory Masks. Priding itself as it did, however, on being the world’s breadbasket, Troon put up with the emphysema.
Dust sifted down into its streets and filled its air in the Month of the Red Moon and in every other month, for that matter, but most especially in that month, when the harvest was brought in from the plain in long lines of creaking carts, raising more dust, which lay like a fine powder of gold on every dome and spire and harvester’s hut.Īll the people of Troon suffered from chronic emphysema. The granaries of Troon were immense, towering over the city like giants, taller even than its endlessly revolving windmills. TROON, the golden city, sat within high walls on a plain a thousand miles wide. Kage Baker (1951-2010) lived in Pismo Beach, California.
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