3 Sannin Novels & Stories

Another entity or force that combats whatever monster or split personality is seething to get out of my skin. It’s more Haru’s jolt from his position rolling a joint than my being able to see straight that says Tien is finished. I hear more than see the jangle of the belt he’s tying. “It’s dawn,” his voice is deep but carefully quiet. “Lunamin is three days, Yoshin,” Sokin’s voice out loud is almost weird by comparison to my head. Like a stone dropped in a well clattering all the way down.

What's wrong with Shin? * To Be Continued *

So I’ll just go with Ace. Grabbing my phone, I look at a picture of all three of them. I’m coming guys, coming to make everything right.