Ack!! I long to be independently wealthy so I don’t have to interrupt doing what I want to do with something I have to do in order to pay bills!
I am so in love with the drabble concept and here is my first attempt:
Journeyman of the Gods
He shook his head, his beard clinging to the crags of his face.
“It wasn’t a fleece, but it was at the end of the world. Don’t believe them when they tell you it’s round. If you are not careful you can fall right off.”
I poured Jason another drink and thought about leaning out too far, brinks.
“It was man-skin, a golden flay.”
“Who was he?” I asked
“God Foe. They needed his skin.”
We both leant into our drinks.
“Men are at the whim of the gods, real or imagined.”
“What is next for you?” I asked