Science Fiction Fantasy Saturday: Old Wounds #16


Boy, Saturday snuck up on me! I can’t believe it’s time for another SFF Saturday Snippet! What’s SFF Saturday? It’s a group of authors who post snippets of SFF prose and poetry for comment. You can check out other SFF Saturday posts, too.

I’m so behind on everything lately! (Including commenting on other SFFSat posts.) I’m spending the weekend playing catchup. In the meantime, here’s another snippet from Old Wounds for you. This is the sixteenth part. You can find the other parts here.

When we left Master Sorne, Ambrose had just commented that he made the wrong deal with the wrong person.

He shifted on the stool. “I’m not sure why you’re helping me and not killing me.”

Sorne leaned back in her chair. “Your daughter is three. How would killing you help her?”

He chewed on that for a moment. “I’m a trader, from Farlon Harbor. I generally acquire and transport quarried stone—marble and the like—for building projects.”

That explained his costal accent. “By land and sea?”

Aaaaand that’s 10 sentences. A trader, huh? They never get into bad situations…

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6 thoughts on “Science Fiction Fantasy Saturday: Old Wounds #16

  1. Bad deals. Traders. Talk of killings. I must read more!

  2. Traders never get into bad situations, of course not. 😉

    At least we know someone has a heart in all this, thinking of the small child and all.

  3. Traders in bad situations? Nah! Who would think of such a thing?

    This story keeps getting better and better.

  4. Everyone knows traders NEVER run into trouble.

  5. Whenever you deal in goods changing people’s hands, there is bound to be some trouble. But Sorne is considerate and he may have attempted to blackmail/threaten the right lady.

  6. If I’m a bad guy who wants to smuggle something, I’d have a trader on speed dial. That’s my guess anyway.

    Let’s see if I’m right…

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