A Quick Fix
That was stupid of you.”
The girl opened her mouth to speak, then stopped herself. Jayce had seen this kind of reaction before.
That was stupid of you.”
The girl opened her mouth to speak, then stopped herself. Jayce had seen this kind of reaction before.
Anthony Burch
In addition to cutting off the punchline of an incredible joke I’d been telling, Yi made me dive into the thick of a thistleshrub to avoid detection.
David Slagle
“Only through stealing our breath can the wind speak.”
In the roaring clamor of the Black Mist, I hear the words of the dead.
John O'Bryan
She searched for a word that would tell everything without telling too much. “I’m all wrong,” she said, at last.
“Wrong?
Laura Michet
And she knew: If this man can change, then Sarah certainly can, too.
“Perhaps we can talk,” Illaoi said. “If we have time on the journey.”
Ruven loved to talk.
Matt Dunn
John O'Bryan
Then the guy blows up. He starts telling me how lucky I am to have him in my pit.
“Do you know how many people in the world can do what I do?”
Dana Luery Shaw
“Ugh, now she’s going to lecture me.”
“Now she’s going to lecture me,” repeated Mauczka.
Ryan Verniere
The boy promptly knelt and snatched up a weighty rock.
“Die!” cried the boy.
“Take him!”
Ian St. Martin
Ionians gathered a distance from Henrietta, singing calming melodies. Henrietta spat at them.
The hut was dark.
He yanked the cork free with his teeth and spat it to the floor before taking a swig. He swilled it around his mouth like he’d seen rich folks do before swallowing it.
“Pisswater,” he said, “but beggars can’t be choosers, huh?”
Graham McNeill
Smaller groups would be easier to feed after all…
Sejuani had quashed such talk straight away.
She knew it was going to be hard enough to get the full tribe back together in the spring months as it was.
Graham McNeill
“I’m not being rude, I have somewhere to be and I don’t want to talk to you,” she says.
He follows her onto the bridge with a laugh that tells her he sees her as a challenge, someone he thinks he can buy with a few gold hex.
Jared Rosen
Deep in the forest, a train whistle sounded. It rang hollow, a warped and yawning sound that spilled out from the demonic vision’s umber mist.
Daniel Couts
Amanda Jeffrey
He’d introduced himself.
“Singed. You said you were Professor SIN-Singed.”
The harmony drops from my voices, and in my last moment, I am alone again.