The Star Plume dropped off precipitously here, as few travelers visited this forlorn place. Flyer had worked up a sweat from the long ride and the quickly dropping temperatures had frozen his coat into thick salty clumps. Aglaje bed the tired horse down in a vast stone stall built deep into the s...
Metal shacks lined the streets. Inside, fires cast sad light on meager dinners. It was after 9:00 PM, but barefoot children still played in the road. They scattered like roaches as the tuk-tuk approached, its lone headlight shining bright. The driver Kiem slowed to a stop in front of a yellow thr...