Six sentence Sunday...on Monday
Mar. 21st, 2011 08:47 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
valarltdFrom a later cyberpunk novella:
David turned on her. “Get back, woman. Let me deal with this dog.”
Zaran laughed again.
Zara strode out of the great portal of the tower keep, juggling green fire from hand to hand. “The day the Technomancer cannot take a low-power like Lord D'Arque is the day I deserve to be brainburned.”
David turned on her. “Get back, woman. Let me deal with this dog.”
Zaran laughed again.
Zara strode out of the great portal of the tower keep, juggling green fire from hand to hand. “The day the Technomancer cannot take a low-power like Lord D'Arque is the day I deserve to be brainburned.”
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Date: 2011-03-21 09:25 pm (UTC)