
The Silk & Steel Knot
## The Silk & Steel Knot The dust tasted of cinnamon and regret. Old Man Tiber, they called him – though few knew his true name – adjusted the worn silk scarf shielding his face from the relentless Beijing sun.…
## The Silk & Steel Knot The dust tasted of cinnamon and regret. Old Man Tiber, they called him – though few knew his true name – adjusted the worn silk scarf shielding his face from the relentless Beijing sun.…
Mega wasn’t proud of being a bully, exactly. He preferred to think of it as…assertive territory management. He ruled the rooftops of Seabrook Estates with a squawk and a well-timed dive-bomb. Smaller gulls scattered at his approach. Humans, bless their…