The barkeep removed his spectacles

A 'Drabble' "Who's the kid, Julius?" "That's Aldo, Boss. He worked for Marcus 'til his joint got shot up. His cocktails are the best around." "That so? Hey, kid - what's your specialty?" Bashfully, the little barkeep adjusted his spectacles. "Well, Sir, I've been working on somethingโ€ฆ" "Ok, Albert. Why doncha make me one? Maybe… Continue reading The barkeep removed his spectacles

A dozen beauties

A 'Drabble' The Tull Desert was neutral territory; the rebels knew its every rock. Fing felt comfortable enough meeting there, especially as his forces were holding Prince Quorda hostage back in Phemmerr. Feiveen and his men were already waiting. "Name your price, rebel," he declared, shattered. "We demand full independence from Kuvuk." "So be it.… Continue reading A dozen beauties