The Last Bender, Chapter 34
CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
By the time I reached Clara Turback’s place the daylong squalls of rain had stirred the city up from the bottom. The air smelled like fish. The facades of buildings winced beneath a sooty rain. It drilled the puddles and plopped on windscreens. Pigeons huddled and shivered in eaves and awnings. People dashed [...]