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Thief



by

Steve K Smy



Copyright © Steve K Smy, 2013. All rights reserved.

Published by Steve K Smy at Smashwords


No part of this publication may be reproduced, by any means, without the prior written consent of the author, who retains all rights to this work.


This is a work of fiction, suitable for all ages. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.


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The streets were silent, once more trapped in the grip of curfew. The only figures to be seen were those of the Nightwatch, armed men who were as likely to kill as to arrest anybody foolish enough to break the curfew. They moved in pairs, roaming the streets of the ancient city, ever alert. Tirnam crouched in the deepest shadows of an alleyway, watching two of the men pacing from the edge of the market towards the slums of the poor quarter. He breathed slowly, silently, his bright amber eyes betraying the amusement he felt. A professional thief, he regarded the men of the Nightwatch as amateurs, as far as understanding the city at night was concerned.

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