Today’s wordage: 3,300
Today’s writing time: 2 hours, 15 minutes
Total wordage: 19,000
Total writing time: 12 hours, 30 minutes
“You are a monk,” he said, then closed his mouth. What business of this was his? He was already lost, rushed away from his place in the order of things on the irritated word of a man who could order Wang’s death out of sheer, indolent boredom. Surely the Kô knew who was aboard his own ship.
“Unanswered questions are the way the world teaches us our limitations.”
“Rude monks are the way the world teaches us humility,” Wang countered.
She laughed at that, her voice snatched away by the wind coming off the ocean as they cut through it. Fortunate Conjunction’s engines rumbled as she growled along, feeling very fast given the small size of her hull in the endless night-dark waters that wound among the islands.