Their bows were more powerful than I had expected, and if I hadn’t been so heavy the impact of the first two shafts might have
Thunder rumbled on the horizon.“More rain coming.” Maggie said.“When it gets here, we’ll run out and dance in it,” I said.“Why?” Maggie asked.“If we don’t,
“Crossroads gods are indifferent,” Djola remarked.“None of the gods care for us.” Awa sighed. “If they exist at all.”“A skeptic.” Djola touched her cheek. “We
“Claire gripped the steering wheel, pressed the accelerator, and crossed the junction as the light turned red. She drove back to her apartment by rote,
“Out of all the indignities he had been subjected to, being outsmarted by the old woman was what bothered him the most. He had always
“A monastery’s bell tower struck the noon hour with a solemn tone. The offbeat thump of the carpetbag crashed into the entrance door with glee.