His soldiers had been getting restless, so he’d allowed them to raze the village of Grassley. The girl had been brought back with the latest cache of slaves.
Category: science fiction, fantasy
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.
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.
This Textured Darkness, 99
In Old Town, a section of the city known for its cobbled streets and tall, narrow buildings, Rizla the Red Witch and Suga the Eunuch watched the… Read more “This Textured Darkness, 99”
This Textured Darkness, #98
The streaks in the sky were darker now. Soon, purple lightening would rip everything apart.
This Textured Darkness, #97
A short, barefoot man in a dirty, patched tunic that hung past his knees stood behind a wheelbarrow, staring.
This Textured Darkness, #95
He rolled a mere, blessed four. His heart was one beat away from bursting and now Jessum felt himself calm.
This Textured Darkness, #94
The game of rulla was so ancient that no one could claim its invention. Even the poorest had a set of rulla dice, carried in a pouch.
This Textured Darkness, #92
“I was chosen by Euli of Barnes, the blind seer, highly regarded for his wisdom and insight. Perhaps you have heard of him.”
This Textured Darkness, #91
“Were you judged by a witch doctor wearing antlers and smeared with dung?” Elymas pulled a handkerchief from his sleeve and coughed.
