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    Category: fantasy ebook excerpts

    This Textured Darkness, #103

    Rizla flew through the air, shrouded in indigo and thunder, relishing the gift of flight.

    October 31, 2023October 31, 2023 by joanspilman

    This Textured Darkness, #101

    I’ll begin as a serving girl, I think. Big eyes, thin cheeks. His tongue is rough with women, and his anger will stoke mine.

    October 29, 2023 by joanspilman

    This Textured Darkness, #100

    Suga regretted speaking. She was getting agitated, and he feared the damage that might occur. Villages burned, plagues released, mountains spewing chunks of earth in broad daylight.

    October 28, 2023October 28, 2023 by joanspilman

    This Textured Darkness, #98

    The streaks in the sky were darker now. Soon, purple lightening would rip everything apart.

    October 26, 2023October 26, 2023 by joanspilman

    Silver Bottle, Episode 10

    The lettering on the back of the fan said: Compliments of the Sunbeam Company and Veach Funeral Home. Always Ready to Serve You.

    October 26, 2023October 25, 2023 by joanspilman

    This Textured Darkness, #97

    A short, barefoot man in a dirty, patched tunic that hung past his knees stood behind a wheelbarrow, staring.

    October 25, 2023October 25, 2023 by joanspilman

    Silver Bottle, a novel, Episode 9

    I don’t know how God felt about renovation and decoration, but the parishioners, tired of housing their piety in the plainest building in town, decided to throw our their feet.

    October 25, 2023 by joanspilman

    This Textured Darkness, #96

    These dice are weighted,” Elymas said, at last.

    October 24, 2023October 24, 2023 by joanspilman

    Silver Bottle, Episode 8

    I was losing the friends I had, and the girls, especially Jane Lee Veach, were laughing behind my back. They didn’t bother to stop when I turned around.

    October 24, 2023 by joanspilman

    This Textured Darkness, #95

    He rolled a mere, blessed four. His heart was one beat away from bursting and now Jessum felt himself calm.

    October 23, 2023October 23, 2023 by joanspilman

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