Cold Fire
“I’d become selfishly preoccupied and distracted instead of doing nothing but hunting for a way to save Bee. I dressed, grabbed my cane, and tucked into my sleeve a little cloth purse that easily swallowed my paltry earnings.
“Yee slept later than usual,” said Aunty Djeneba as I came down. The courtyard lay quiet. Everyone had left already.
“I’m going out,” I said as I slipped my cane into a tube of cloth so no troll would spot it.
She frowned but said only, “Be cautious, Cat. The wardens is abo...ut.”
“Wardens of one kind or another are always about,” I muttered, spotting a crow on the roof.
Wreathed in shadows, I walked the avenue down to the harbor district. The storm had done a fair bit of damage. Men labored on roofs; women strung up washing. A dwarf mammoth hauled a wagon heaped with broken bricks and shards of splintered wood. Men had dug up one of the gas lines and were fixing its mechanism. The clock tower had lost a hand. But the city’s mood had a cheerful edge, as a person might who has escaped the bite of a tremendous hungry shark.MoreLess
“Yee slept later than usual,” said Aunty Djeneba as I came down. The courtyard lay quiet. Everyone had left already.
“I’m going out,” I said as I slipped my cane into a tube of cloth so no troll would spot it.
She frowned but said only, “Be cautious, Cat. The wardens is abo...ut.”
“Wardens of one kind or another are always about,” I muttered, spotting a crow on the roof.
Wreathed in shadows, I walked the avenue down to the harbor district. The storm had done a fair bit of damage. Men labored on roofs; women strung up washing. A dwarf mammoth hauled a wagon heaped with broken bricks and shards of splintered wood. Men had dug up one of the gas lines and were fixing its mechanism. The clock tower had lost a hand. But the city’s mood had a cheerful edge, as a person might who has escaped the bite of a tremendous hungry shark.MoreLess
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