Chattel (1)
Start writing here…
All Rights Reserved ©
Sam, apprentice necromancer to Maestro James Cowen, is losing her mind. The Low Floors are harvested for their cadaver by the hundreds of thousands, the corpses dispatched to factories as cheap labor. The Maestros bicker over their shares, endlessly scheming. This is her career now, Sam supposed. Success is within her grasp...if only she was blind. In this dystopian Pile-World, there is no right or wrong - only the walking dead and their twisted masters.
Start writing here…