Qismah sat sipping tea at a quay side table at babbage cabbage, when she saw some militia men carrying a stretcher with a prone Mr…
Posts published in “Day: December 27, 2014”
Omig listened to the whistles getting closer as he tossed the bloody razor and gloves onto the chest of the militia man with the slit…
As Bookworm stepped inside Militia headquarters, she stopped short at the sight of the diminutive man standing there. “Mr. Canergak,” she said. “Good day.” “Hello…
