Bookshops & Bonedust (Legends & Lattes, #0)

by Travis Baldree

the overall … Viv-ness of her.

“Ten Links in the...

“Trust me, hm?

To find something that will suit her “Viv-ness.”

R. Geneviss.

Haha

several surprisingly creative profanities,

Haha simile of an imagined scene.

the beach grass seethed

drops scattered dark coins

Simile

licks of lightning

Sinuous curtains

odor of hot sand ...

salt-scaled clothes

a muddle of convivial conversation

B...

half-elf kid

Or still - she didn’t get a snack at the bakery.

the mounted skull of some toothy sea predator.

Rackam

Lannis, Tuck, Sinna, and Malefico.

Va...

the R...

a growing distance.

It felt like giving in to even consider reading it.

Or killed and marauded .

“IN WHICH I DISMEMBER A MAN.”

Metafiction

Ewww creepy - to bring back proof?

she was absorbed. She was transported. She was elsewhere.

Mee too

the low boom of blood in her leg

Then she lay with the book facedown and open across her chest

Mee too

the sounds of the storm crossed over the boundaries of sleep and colonized her dreams.

lashed with rain under a b...

wind t...

runoff pitted the sand

dreams had been vivid fragments of past scenes and imagined futures,

Thistleburr

she barked loudest, since you’re sitting here this morning.”

If there was a bright side to forced convalescence, it was eating something besides cold, dry trail rations.

Where *does* she belong?

elf

Highlark?”

her tusks

Or fangs?

gangrene,

The long tears in her thighs oozed afresh as he wiped old salve from the angry flesh.

creeping foulness.

“I hesitate to make the suggestion,” he said, “because it will be very annoying if you misbehave and I have to saw your leg off.”

Haha

“Callis oil.

pond scum by way of raw lye.

Haha simile of an imagined smell.

a forest fire of needles.

Simile imagined