novella

Sins of the Poet (Excerpt)

Sins of the Poet (Excerpt)

Sixteen minutes before the mark was scheduled to arrive. Why had she agreed to take on this ill-conceived fiasco of a job? The money: a thousand silver drachms divided three ways. She needed the money. She always needed the money. “Deyva, what are you doing?” Sami dropped her fabricator’s wands and grabbed Deyva’s fingers to…