Oliver’s account ledger lay on his shop counter, held closed by his Robveral balance hex trade weights. Every customer has a private account number, known only to him. He keeps meticulous records in fine-lined script penned by hand with an heirloom quill. The same pen his father used, and his father’s father, reaching back untold generations. … Continue reading Checks and balances
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Spring breeze
Spring was in the air. A gentle breeze had set the tender green buds to trembling. A shudder of delight rippled across my skin and ruffled my hair. I breathed in the sweet perfume of newly opened flowers, an intoxicating scent that left me giddy with anticipation. Shimmering hummingbirds buzzed past my head, intent on feasting … Continue reading Spring breeze
Betrothed
The story so far... It will mean split second precision. If they make one slip, wait a second too long, then Barlowe won’t be able to assimilate and his body will die. There was only one way to lure Quentin to Abigail, and it was something Barlowe both dreaded and eagerly anticipated. ### Abigail came … Continue reading Betrothed
Gallows
I watched his face. The play of emotions twisted his features into a grotesque mask as he tried to grasp what was happening. His face seemed to melt as he showed disbelief, then shock, anger, and hatred. Never a good card player, I hoped my face wasn’t as animated. For weeks before his trial, I … Continue reading Gallows
A child is born
The city was awash in lights. Strings of brilliant white festooned store fronts, casting glittering reflections on the falling snow. Decorated shop windows pulled in holiday revelers with Christmas scenes of pine trees draped in tinsel and garland, and children, faces filled with awe and wonder, eagerly opening Santa’s presents. Audry recognized Landon’s profile as … Continue reading A child is born
Silent treatment
It was 2:34 a.m. and I had just won my eleventy-millionth game of Solitaire on my iPhone. For the record, it’s not cheating to switch between Draw 3 and Draw 1 mid play, it’s game strategy. I was lying on my side, my back to my bedside table lamp. It was more convincing to be … Continue reading Silent treatment



