“Witches,” someone said in a voice meant to be heard.

[from “A Woman’s Work,” a Mnemosynean short story written for Unusual Suspects] The Barka cast off and stood out in short order. There was a shout from the rail. “There’s a good inn about a mile out of town! The Soldier’s Rest!” “Thanks, Thanos!” Crow said. “Safe voyage!” “Good luck!” “Ominous,” Sharryn said. “He sounds…

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