Saints of the Void: Atypical (11 page)

“Cosamian Dastou. We took him. We were… supposed
to.”

“You mean you were told to take him, to attack him?
By whom?”

“The Citizen. He took our freedom… made us tools… He
wanted the anomalous one. The atypical one.” He coughed again, but
Trenna and Nes were so spellbound by this fading man that they said
nothing, just waited. Hundre now made eye-contact with Trenna. “The
Saint. We took him. I’m sorry, Trenna.”

Hundre closed his eyes again, and this time was sure
not to have any more to say. Trenna’s looked up at Nes, tears
falling down her cheeks. He must have appeared odd to her, a
combination of confusion, anger, worry, and fear was rattling
around in him, nothing able to take full control.

Nes decided to focus on just two things to keep his
head straight. First, according to the man Trenna called Hundre,
Dastou was taken from here by force. Second, he was going to fuck
up anything and anyone that stood in the way of finding him.

First of all, thanks to anyone who reads this! I’ll
be releasing the rest of this adventure slowly over the next year,
so I hope my writing gets better and I hope it finds an
audience.

Random special thanks to:

BC, TH, Michelle W, Danielle F, Leslie, Lauren F,
Paul F, Dina, Quanah, Jordan the Red, Jordan the Pink, Rusty R, Pat
C, Bonobo, Ludovico Einaudi, Gary Whitta, Lindsay Buroker, Patrick
Rothfuss, The Giant Bomb crew (RIP and thanks Ryan), my family and
extended family, and so many others I’ll have to apologize to for
not mentioning by name.

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Let me know what you think, please!

Peace out and I look forward to doing much more of
this writing thing in the near future.

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Hints at what’s to come: Dastou gets gut-punched,
Saan has a pretty nice gun, Nes takes a backseat, and Trenna
continues to be a surprise to everyone.