Sublime

They took us with groans. They took us with shouts and long-drawn-out moans.

I was expecting a wealth of amateur historians, with an encyclopedic knowledge of the fur trade and fresh insights to borrow, but the first twenty people I talked to had never heard of Joe Walker. Reading history books, it turned out, was not a popular

Father grinned and winked at his visitor. Joe Kane decided that the man who confronted him was mildly insane but harmless.

Charity reached for her shield and saw the damage. Her fingers froze for a second, then she passed her silver sickle from one hand to the other. “Get back to the portal as soon as you deliver the message. The Titan is supposed to be the least intelligent of the Dreadgods, but I’m sensing⁠—” The Titan vanished. It took a second for

Neben der Gehsteigkante des Manzoni-Platzes lief Silvano vor dem städtischen Linienbus hin und her. Sie ärgerte sich über seine laute, ungenierte Stimme, die alles übertönte, sie fühlte die Blicke im Bus, die um so rücksichtsloser wurden, je mehr dieser Verrückte da vor ihren Augen Peter! schrie, mindestens ebensooft gegen den Bus Peter! schrie wie

His clothing—striped trousers of black and red with a dark blue sweater that matched the color of his knit cap—had once been fine, but it was now growing ragged. Had he once been something other than a slaver? This life—the casual buying and selling of human flesh—seemed to have an effect on men. It wearied the soul, even if it did fill one’s money