Published by Untime Press.
Copyright (c) 2011, Cameron Chapman.
All Rights Reserved.
In Which a Young Lady Hides In an Airship Hangar
The sights and sounds of the market day in Guryev were an easy distraction that Isabelle just couldn’t afford. The smell of food permeated everything around her and left her stomach growling. There was shuzhuk sausage made from smoked horse meat and kuyrdak boiling in oil. Neither were particularly her favorite, but she eyed the vendors selling them just the same. As usual, they paid too much attention to their wares and their customers to bother with.