How do I break out of those weird tropes but still write something with gnomes and shit? What does it look like when wizards control the means of production?
How do I break out of those weird tropes but still write something with gnomes and shit? What does it look like when wizards control the means of production?
'Perhaps we could make some gesture. A minimum wage? Improved working conditions? I heard a recent fire in a mill led to the deaths of fifteen child workers—
' It would be folly,' said Bayaz, his attention already back on the gardens, `to obstruct the free operation of the market.'
`The market serves the interests of all,' offered the lord chancellor. '
Unprecedented,' agreed the high justice. 'Prosperity.'
`No doubt the child workers would applaud it,' said Orso.
`No doubt,' agreed Lord Hoff.
`Had they not been burned to death.'