Changeling On The Job: A Changeling Wars Novella - Plot & Excerpts
I poked at it anyway, the way one does at a crab or a spider. “Is his scent on it?”Anwynn sniffed it. “No. He handled it with gloves.”I leaned over her and peered into the darkness between the roots. A gust of cold air tugged at my hair. The cave smelled of rotting leaves, pools of still water, and moss-covered rocks. I couldn’t say exactly why, but I didn’t want to venture into the darkness. “What’s that?”“Gloves,” Anwynn said dryly. “Surely you’ve heard of them? You put them on your hands. Sometimes they’re made of leather, sometimes they’re made of cloth, sometimes they’re made of rubber.”I gave her a long, silent stare, putting my hand in the jacket pocket that held her leash. “The hole.”“Underhill passage,” she said quickly. “The Fae sometimes use them to travel between realms. Maps tend to be proprietary, kept within the family. Passages are a maze and often littered with trolls.”“So a bad idea,” I said.“Bad. Terrible.”I flipped the stone in the air, watching the way it glittered as it fell back into my palm.
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