

Chaper Twelve12) It was late afternoon by the time Jack arrived at the goblin embassy. Traffic was growing heavy on the streets, and under them the worm rail was getting crowded. He was quite happy to get off and take a deep breath of the cool air aboveground. A quick walk up the sidewalk took him to a tall, dark building wedged between the squat gnome embassy and the sooty white Magicians Guild. It was slim and sharp as a needle and covered with shiny black glass that reflected shadowy counterparts to the people walking up and down the street. Behind some of those buildings he knew at least one person and three cameras were watching his every movemChaper Twelve
| Well, I like to edit, and I like to write, and lately I've kinda gotten into drawing, though it's not very good. And unless you know me, that's really all you need to know. I love to edit other people's works, so if you're on to your 2nd draft and don't know what to do next, or just need some writing help, feel free to ask for my help. I don't bite. Really. |
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