Category: All These Broken Things

  • Odrian hated thieves. Spies were useful. Enemies were visible. Deserters were predictable. Thieves were a nuisance. A coin glittered in the moonlight, half-buried in the dirt. The thief had been working the camp for months. He had assumed they were a soldier supplementing rations, or a deserter trading goods for passage. But this thief was…