A Family Far Beneath the Stars   “Glorious Gnix, rat again?” Gnaxley pointed his spoon at the young brat. “Eat your rat, boy. Your mother caught it this morning-” “Last week.” “Last week, and preserved it just for you kids.” Gnaxley thought the rat was noxious. It had been pickled, and green flecks were breaking off the fur. He needed to be back on the raids or this would be a norm again.  Where had […]