Constance and the Catalyst

What change is it that you may effect, young Catalyst? My powers are several, said the Catalyst, from its position high on the curtain rail, holding a cardboard tube, that it saved from the recycling bin several Christmases ago, under its arm. I can make change, I can cause a cataclysm, I can sail aContinueContinue reading “Constance and the Catalyst”