Working on new book, Murdering Fate. Trope subversion fantasy. So of course, it has to have a prologue! Here's the first few lines. #amwriting
The fields cried.
The forest raged.
The city forgot.
The sea celebrated.
Eight-One-Three walked along a narrow cord of woven silk, looking for any breaks or flaws in each of the delicate fibers she was responsible for maintaining.