Sunday, June 17
Grains of Sand - Part 4a: The Road to Nowhere
“Ilmarė,” said Quintus, “you’ve been quiet. Are you all right?”
Ilmarė’s features were pale and drawn. “It’s not the heat. It’s this place.”
“This place?” asked Vlad.
Kham had a handkerchief over his head, but it did little good. “This is where our gods killed their gods.” He licked his crusted lips. “But don’t be fooled…it’s the heat.”
Then Ilmarė slipped off of her mount to the ground. [MORE]
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posted by Mike Tresca at 8:56 AM
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