Crow of the Ocean - PART 2 OF 3
The following is the second part of a book I've been writing on the train these past few months. If you've yet to read the first part, I reccomend you do so. CROW OF THE OCEAN PART 2 “Toss that over, we'll need one here as well!” Eskagi was ordered. Dutifully, he curled the poster into a crude simulacrum of a javelin and tossed it. “Ahhh! Why did you throw it, halfwit? What if it got dirty? What if you hurt me? Why can't you think for once?” Eskagi’s bossy companion complained shrilly. Earlier, she'd urged him to silence, which was ironic in view of what seemed to him constant outbursts. “If the poster was meant to be dirty, it'll get dirty one way or another! There is much else to worry about, much else whose favor must be won” Eskagi replied in a whisper, one that carried melodically across the distance between the two. A sound between a growl and a grinding choke was the only reply he got. “What's so important about each poster anyways? There's alrea...