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Snippet Sunday – December 1, 2013

Anwar has been holed up in Hespa’s dungeon, but his confinement is nearing its end. And Daemon is only too happy to oblige the witch’s command.

“The rat’s returned to its nest, I see.” Daemon had obviously not lost any of his charms in Anwar’s absence.

Anwar cast a cursory glance behind him. “The accommodations are somewhat lacking,” he said.

“Next time, I’ll be sure to put out the welcome mat.”

Daemon’s face filled the window. A ghastly thing to behold, in Anwar’s opinion, and he recoiled at the sight of it.

“Oh, don’t go to any trouble on my account.”

“It’ll be my pleasure,” Daemon sneered. His focus shifted, and Anwar heard the jangling of keys.


Snippet Sunday – November 3, 2013

When last we saw Anwar, he had awakened in The Tombs, a dungeon the witch Hespa had specially forged for her prisoners.

He winced as his hand snaked toward a throbbing wound on the back of his head. It was wet with blood. Daemon must have awaited his return at the veil. Anwar doubted the oaf had acted on his own accord. His fealty belonged to the witch.

His eyes adjusted easily to the darkness – a necessity in his profession – though, to Anwar, one cell looked much the same as any other, with one exception. Hespa preferred floors of jagged stone to those of packed earth. Unshod feet assured a prisoner’s inability to steal surreptitiously away. Anwar wriggled his toes, tucked safely inside his scuffed boots. That meant only one thing. He still fit in her plans.