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A Thief in the Night_EndBeside her, with a strong arm curled around her shoulders, the man lay breathing deeply in his sleep. Farya watched the rise and fall of his chest in the cold light for a short while, but something on the chest beside the bed that had not been there before drew her gaze, the elegant design of its silver-inlayed handle winking with the steadily lightening sky. She eased out of his embrace and the warmth of the blankets, her bare skin forming gooseflesh all over in the morning chill. She stopped only to throw a shirt over herself before gently reaching for the pistol on the nightstand.
It seemed to form to Farya’s hand when she lifted it
A Thief in the Night_3“No.”
“None at all?”
“No interest, no curiosity, no questions?”
They burned at her lying tongue, but Farya shook her head. “No,” she said again. She was curious, no more or less than any person in her position would be, but the simple fact was that none of it had any importance to her. It would change nothing of her situation if she knew what the man did, why he kept her here, or how he had come to own an item so rare as her namesake.
She had not seen him since the afternoon the day before when she had fallen asleep watching him until he came down to bring her food this evening
A Thief in the Night_2She sat up slowly and spat. It landed at his feet, just outside the bars, and the man laughed. Farya did not move or change expression, though it took just about all that she had. He was the only person she saw in this small, dry corner of the empty house they had made her prison, but she would sooner have remained alone. A day and two nights ago, her three hours had expired and Shadowfall had departed for the crew to regroup. Over and over, she heard Riivah’s warning in her mind; “Just don’t get captured out there. T’ain’t nothing on land for the likes of us.” And she had been captured, but Farya could not
A Thief in the Night_1The night was holding its breath. Nothing moved or made a sound save the gentle slap of tiny waves against the dark polished wood. The shore slid silently closer, watching them with a thousand glowing eyes reflected in the dark water. It was as if the world knew who they were and why they were here, slinking into port under cover of darkness. Farya shivered.
“Captain.” Only the stifling influence of the world around her held the woman back from jumping in surprise. She turned to Riivah and craned her neck upward as her tall first mate halted before the rail. Farya could see no more than a huge dark form in the twilight, but she kn
Mollie's Ribbons I grew up in a small town just a few dozen miles from the closest water sourcea slowly shrinking aquifer that squatted underneath the seat of Thompson County, our neighborly border. Fortunately, we hadn't yet been quite as devastated by our annual droughts as those in Oklahoma and Texas. Rumors would occasionally drift in with a tumbleweed traveler about how bad the deep South had dried up into nothing but an old dusty lake bed, but these flashes of news were too few and too far between to be counted on as up to date or even true.
Once, I heard one of my distant cousins, a boy by the name of Harold, was said to have been caug
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