The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants

The Elementals

Kanisa was only vaguely aware of people stopping to watch Miyavi work. She concentrated on the touch of the needles, the swipe of cloth, the caress of talented fingers.

“That’s enough for today,” Miyavi said.

Kanisa moaned in disappointment.

Laughing, Miyavi cleaned up her skin, and then moved around his tent. Kanisa lay on the table, noting how low in the sky the sun was and how sore her muscles were.

“You know the steps in protecting what I have done?”

Kanisa nodded. “I need some healing oils though. I left mine at the cas-the last place I lived.”

Miyavi grinned at the slip but did not question him. “Come back in three days. We’ll either finish it, or we’ll get some more work done on it.”

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Conrad called her crazy when he saw the new ink. Kindle Dee and Kindle Lou laughed. Especially when she tried to sit on anything or anywhere. She did not sleep much, and spent late and early morning hours down at the hall of the inn, drinking to dull the sting.

“Lover not putting out?”