Others are a product of circumstance; hammered into shape by the life they lead or the family they were born to. As a child I was a lawless brat – I’ve always held it was my profession that moulded me and few would dispute it. As an old man, consigned by a game leg to watching the Land as it pass...
Men and women in small, subdued groups appeared out of the mist at the door of a warehouse adjoining the minor gate between Coin, Byora’s financial district, and Breakale. At night Breakale was the quieter of the two — all Byora’s upscale gambling dens were located in Coin, well away from the dis...