Nace's Story (a sneak peek): . . . And Lovers
**. . . and Lovers** "Oh, ye gods!" "Nace, take it easy. It'll be all right. You know it will be all right . . ." "I know! I know, I know, but I don't know . . ." It might not even be anybody. They might stop. Or it might be Sidro again. ...
That Weird Thing That Ana Knows How to Do, Part 1
It was after school, and about two hours before evening meal, a good time for doing nothing. As they got older, their days got more and more regimented. This year they had another hour of study hall, and they had added tactics. Next year, more tactics,...
Going Home p. 30-60
Moon's Day was another market day, and he accompanied his mother--not without a certain reluctance, but happily enough. Making their way past a cloth vendor, who laid out a bolt of purple-printed calico and rolled a yard of it over his arm to tempt...
Hell Week p. 1-35
The litter was heavy, his back ached, and the rope was cutting into his hands. What he wouldn't have given for a cart, just one cart, a simple one with four wheels like a peddler might drive. He wouldn't even ask for an ox or a donkey. He wouldn't mind...
Going Home p. 1-30
_I am going to a crazy-house,_ the red-gold dragon reminded himself. _Everything there is weird, or wrong, or upside-down and backwards._ He was flying now, but he wouldn't be for much longer. When he reached the city limits he would have to land....
Hell Week P. 35-77
Ana was quieter, though not entirely still. Nai sat up with him for the rest of the night--at least, for the scant handful of hours that counted as night. Ortice made no further complaints, now that Ana wasn't kicking him anymore. Bazlio had Oz to look...