Moros’ corporeal form is an awkward tangle of too-long limbs and too-narrow hips, neither of which ease his drive through the congested streets of lower Manhattan. He quite enjoys...
"MONA!" bellowed Maverick Moody, on an otherwise tranquil Tuesday morning. "MONA! The children have sent something. I think it's a bomb."
Mrs Moody shuffled in...
Picture Sarojini Nagar, coupled with all its sounds. Now place it underwater, replace the people with the most peculiar fishes you can think of, and voilà, you have a coral reef.