Encountering the Dragon in Brekh’cha

A’a. That’s what Sai called it. Dane crawled from one ebon rock to another, gritting his teeth. This stuff was nasty sharp. He’d slipped earlier and cut his leg a little. Now he wished he was wearing gloves, because even gripping these things for support was like holding the wrong end of a knife. “You … Continue reading Encountering the Dragon in Brekh’cha

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