The Earlie King & the Kid in Yellow
Ireland is flooded, derelict. It never stops raining. The Kid in Yellow has stolen the babba from the Earlie King. Why? Something to do with the King’s daughter, and a talking statue, something godawful. And from every wall the King’s Eye watches. And yet the city is full of hearts-defiant-sprayed in yellow, the mark of the Kid.
It cannot end well. Can it? Follow the Kid, hear the tale. Roll up! Roll up!