evil sinks and untethered echoes

Despite kitchen sinks bubbling up of their own accord with stinky sewer water, plumber circuses, a sty in the eye, an impending early morning departure for elsewhere, and other minor mayhem, I bring you Clarion West Write-a-thon snippet and brief update: still on target (you have to say that like that x-wing fighter in the original Star Wars).

Snip:
He seemed about to say something else and Snow braced, but then he held it back.

An untethered echo floated around them, just one word, thrice, blood…blood… blood.

“Subtle,” Thaniel muttered. It almost made her smile.

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