Whiskey
Manhattan
“Your name is Whiskey?!?” The mercenary questioned, lowering his weapon. “It is now.” He responded, holstering his weapon with a conniving smile.
Manhattan
“Your name is Whiskey?!?” The mercenary questioned, lowering his weapon. “It is now.” He responded, holstering his weapon with a conniving smile.
On the Rocks
“... allegedly.” He sipped from his coffee, and continued. “Once they realized what they’d found …” He paused again, watching the longing dilate in her forge-lit eyes. “... a treasure...
On the Rocks
“... allegedly.” He sipped from his coffee, and continued. “Once they realized what they’d found …” He paused again, watching the longing dilate in her forge-lit eyes. “... a treasure...
Neat
"Indeed, " He assured her, "I'm told they matured swimming the Nioningal Line, where the Pheana meets the Fathomless Sea." He leaned forward and lowered his voice, as if attempting to...
Neat
"Indeed, " He assured her, "I'm told they matured swimming the Nioningal Line, where the Pheana meets the Fathomless Sea." He leaned forward and lowered his voice, as if attempting to...