“Let’s see if I can unsettle you enough to shake your aim.” He swallowed the rest of his wine, rose, and crooked his finger. “‘Come here, little fly…” Juvven grinned wider and finished, “…said the spider.” — Bealevon Nolan Copy Share Image
“Copying Juvven’s gaze over the treetops at the edge of the shooting range, he saw the fields of Flanders before his inner eye. “Yes,… — Bealevon Nolan Copy Share Image
“Let’s see if I can unsettle you enough to shake your aim.” He swallowed the rest of his wine, rose, and crooked his finger.… — Bealevon Nolan Copy Share Image
