Daily Writing Challenge, Day 2
This matches up with one of Don Saúl’s maps, bunch of underground tunnels,” said Celia suddenly. “Oh! Are you okay?” Celia the bookstore clerk stood behind her, as if she’d been reading over Tuatara’s shoulders. That in itself was unusual—Celia avoided interactions with customers so much that Doña Salvatierra, the owner of the store, had […]
Daily Writing Challenge, Day 1
Brindis glanced her map, a yellowed thing her grandmother had taped to the driver’s side sun shade. Outside, northern Arreboles looked like it ever did, desert and dust for miles. Even this far from the open pit mines to the south, trails of magia lingered in the sky. Abue Tati said it reminded her of […]