Corvec Litters the Wind
I.
The cardinal rule of trickery is this: attempting two deceptions at once typically results in the failure of both.
This old sentiment flutters across the back of my mind as I spot the Jaga, and my grip on the hammer loosens as those words from the captain finish their flight through my skull. This would not be so hard after all. The scorpion is crouched amongst the rocks at the foot of the mesa. Were I not looking for it, I never would have picked out its dull, sun-b
VII.
“Why do you hate Corvec Ma?”
He stands before me across the void arms impatiently folded across his chest and there is silence for what feels like a very long time
“I only ask because it’s something we have in common.”
I strain and pull and feel like something is going to snap somewhere I’m not sure where and then I learn how to speak “I don’t.”
“Oh come on, Halak. Don’t insult me by lying. Memories alone might not tell the st