“No one in this book can pass through the Shell, you hear me Toftin?” he said, referring to the all-surrounding white walls of Inoria.
Yorra, the Minister of Continental Affairs, wanted to push the Ambassador for more information. "How goes the campaign on the Chefron city states?” he asked. “We’ve been encountering less resistance than we thought,” the Ambassador said, picking his words carefully. “However, there is a problem that is out of our control.”
She limped inside like a bird with broken wings. The look on her face made the room feel colder. “They killed him, Rodrik. I saw them hang him. It’s only a matter of time before they get us,” she said. Rodrik brushed his bowl of hot soup aside and wiped his mouth. He knew of … Continue reading Please Let Me In – Part 1 of 3