Sins of the Poet

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…