Sneak Peek of A Court of Shifting Moons
Chapter 1...the unedited and raw version. :)
Every story starts somewhere. This one starts with a would be thief, some drunks in a tavern, a mysterious but kind stranger, and stroke of good luck. One must never take for granted a stroke of good luck.
The surrounding air was thick with smoke, whiskey, and drunken rumbles. As I listened to the men and few lone women who crowded in the tavern, I plotted. It was an overly crowded Tuesday night with rain drizzling outside. Seeing as there was nowhere to loiter and cause mischief anywhere else in the village, people were flocking here or the other local tavern. This was prime pick though. Why? Because people of a certain status convened here for a drink. Or poor women were selling their bodies to the rich bastards in hopes of feeding hungry mouths at home. I was neither rich enough to belong here nor desperate enough to let these men touch me. No, I was there on a different type of mission. It wasn’t half as honorable as those women.
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