Promise of Shadows
I MOVE MY SHOVEL, PUSHING the mud back and forth at a glacial pace. Next to me, my friend Cass moves just as slowly. They have a saying down here in Tartarus: There’s no need to hurry when you’ve got forever to get the job done. The saying is just one of many. It’s easy to be clever when you’re staring eternity in the face.
I’ve just dumped a load of dirt on top of my steadily growing pile when Cass speaks.
“I think you got a visitor,” she...