TITLE: The Sinner Rose
GENRE: Adult Fantasy
The streets of Yuin are no place for love.
Only for death.
I creep through the shadows, wearing all black in a city of pale stone. Even at night, Yuin is never dark. The fire light worms along my skin, exposing me. It reflects off my long braid, flares into my amber eyes, and draws smudges under the sharp lines of my body.
My shoulder guard pings against a white eithra-stoned wall. I press myself closer and tilt away from the glow. The darkness shields better than any armor.
I reach for the polished hilt of my cutlass.
A wine bottle rolls into the alley. A giggling couple stumble out after it. The woman’s laughter grows to a squealing chuckle. She clutches her sides, bunching up the flowing layers of orange, pink and purple that make up her long pleated dress. The man’s grin is wide enough to crack his face. They scamper toward the bottle, reaching for it.
The woman's glazed eyes rise to meet mine. Her laughter cuts off.
F***. I hate it when people see me.
She tries to stand straight, but wobbles. The man frowns at her. She grasps his hand and pulls him close.
“It’s one of them.”
The man straightens. When he makes out my shape, he pales. A mewing sound escapes his throat.
Just perfect. I try to smile. The corner of my lips jerk up.
Everything grows quiet, but for the distant music of vihuelas and bongo drums.