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.
“No, but I can’t count on you, can I? You who live under the relentless and fickle reign of Crastina. You are uncertain, potential, and
“Before I learned how to read, I thought knowledge was finite, dead and decaying inside old men’s skulls. Now I know the truth, that knowledge