Echoes of the last realm

ir, are you head

and Seattle but Moses Lake, and this man wasn’t a steel

ders, and muscular. He had light brown eyes and skin, black hair buzzed close, wor

said. “I wonder, may

“Yeah, sure. I’m Marvin.” His grip was firm but not demonstra

to ask, Sam said,

ai coupe, boxy and strangely small for such a man. Sam sat on the curb and tugged at the

car, he handed Sam a bottle of spring water,

e of the small vehicle. Though almost a foot shorter than Marvin, he was long and thick from the waist up and had to slouch to avoid the roof. Marvin