Sakhmet Stories - The Witch And The Thief: Part Two "We'll need supplies. And with half the town in a dowdy slump, I doubt the market will serve us any good." Nephthysma paused, and she sighed heavily, knowing what she was about to say next.
Two Cups of Islandberry Juice “So I have this idea.” Aristotle A. Avinroo didn’t have to look up from the game screen; multitasking was his strong point. “Do tell,” he said.