Jay Lake (jaylake) wrote,
Jay Lake

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[wip] A tiny snippet from Green

"I am playing at soldiers," I told him the third day he'd tolerated my presence at his forge.

He was a huge man, in the manner of smiths everywhere I was to eventually learn. His hair was pale, though always slicked dark with sweat, and his eyes the cutting blue of a gemstone. "Aye, and is yer winning, missy?"

"No one wins at war," I told him primly. "Some lose less than others, if they are lucky."

The smith chuckled. "And I am seeing why the dandy man has taken such a liking to yer."

'Dandy' was a new word to me. I set it aside for later consideration. I knew I should not ask Federo why the smith had called him so.

"He is good to me," I lied. "But he will not play at soldiers with me."
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