“The problem with this world is we don’t give a shit about how we got here and we don’t care where we’re going. In turn
“Though Krona knew nature’s cloister to be directly to her right, she was compelled to turn left. In Lutador, everyone walked a coterie path clockwise,
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
“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.