Remembering the Fallen.
“Blooming West Virginia”
PAINTING BY ALLAN.
Rizla flew in an indigo cloud and rejoiced at the gift of flight. Flight was the gift she cherished.
Suga suspected she’d stood before the Laughing Mask. If so, he didn’t want to dwell on what Rizla had suffered beforehand.
‘Mistakes,” she flinched. “Once the spirit is in the Blue Bottle, the Tu’el will forget about those.”
Suga stalled by kissing the top of her head. Rizla didn’t approve of his outside friendships.He wanted Gustie to live.
Bridon can’t be bought.
“I will begin as a serving girl. Big eyes, poorly clad. His tongue is rough with women and his anger will stoke mine.”
A feral nature lucked beneath her beautiful face, a twisted spirit clothed in magnificent skin.
Quinn heard the familiar drag. Elymas was descending, favoring his lame foot.