Amity's posts

Assistant was more of what he was to the printer. There he laid the plates, printed the pages, inventoried inks and paper.

No, helper was all he was to the blacksmith. But it paid, and kept him strong.

He was more of the blacksmiths ... what? Helper? Assistant? Even assistant was too much. He carried heavy things from one side of the shop to the other, reached tall places others couldn't.

Apprentice suggested learning, advancement, trust and expectations.

Well, apprentice wasn't really the word, was it?

He was a large man, muscled with years of work as the blacksmiths apprentice.

His hands were large, like his shoulders, his jaw.

Silas considered this, his hands tugging at the dry grass beneath him. He pulled blades from the ground, twirled them in his fingers.

I stay cool, and dig all jive,
That's the way I stay alive.
My motto,
as I live and learn,
is
Dig and be dug
In return

I stay cool, and dig all jive,
That's the way I stay alive.
My motto,
as I live and learn,
is
Dig and be dug
In return

I stay cool, and dig all jive,
That's the way I stay alive.
My motto,
as I live and learn,
is
Dig and be dug
In return

I stay cool, and dig all jive,
That's the way I stay alive.
My motto,
as I live and learn,
is
Dig and be dug
In return

I stay cool, and dig all jive,
That's the way I stay alive.
My motto,
as I live and learn,
is
Dig and be dug
In return

I stay cool, and dig all jive,
That's the way I stay alive.
My motto,
as I live and learn,
is
Dig and be dug
In return