Fragment 84
9 Jun 2023 1 minute read 0 comments Jay Lonnquist $0.10
Twenty-six bells, since the pair had boarded Meshmin’s flagship undergalley. Umin stood, rubbing fingers into weary, purpled eye-sockets and pressing tired temples. He is densely shrouded against the tacky salt-dew and chill, in a sombre sea-robe. ...