“Mistress moons!” Dyter sputtered. I screamed, jumping a meter off the ground. “Oh my stars,” Dyter hollered as he stepped back out the open door. “My eyes. Oh stars. I can’t . . . I can’t unsee that.” Tyrrik pulled away as I dropped my skirt which had apparently migrated during recent events. As I did so, I heard a series of clinks. Drak!
