Lost Moon

The release yielded instant benefits, like turning a pressure valve on a steamer.

Better.

A few of the suits nearby muttered uneasily, moved further away.

“Careful, cousin, you’re disturbing the eggs,” Viv whispered, amused, using our childhood name for the regs who feared us. So fragile, worse than chickens, she’d once said. I could tell from her current tone she wouldn’t much mind ruffling some feathers herself.

With Ava not around to cool her sister’s temper, I realized I needed to get my own under control. Not all regs were bad

The sky glimmered darkly overhead, though Yuki was making a short visit to lend her auspicious blessings to the day of Harai – purification rituals and celebrations to