A confession: These words I will now share with you are not freshly written.  I blame that on the fact that the move is upon us and I have too much to do. I DID write three sentences tonight after seeing that mindseas had posted her snippet, but they are truly lame without context, so I went fishing for something from the same chapter.

I doubt I will post a snippet next week. We move on Thursday, and even thought we'll be in a hotel with Internet service at the beginning, I do not expect Writer Brain to be back on duty so soon.

Sola wanted to pace but could not take more than two steps before having to turn around again. “Where can I find this Gorious?”
“At the Trader’s Meet, begging an audience, I imagine. That’s where he’s been every day since he docked. Just watch out for Mranepa’s muscle man. Can’t miss him. Built like a mountain.” Tiqao’s knees cracked as he stood. “Best apothecary in Open City, I am, but I don’t know if I can fix you if he puts a hurt on you. I think he’d do it to anyone but an Iasree, even a loi. So watch yourself.”

And guess what? I just added seven words to that.  Makes it a fresh snippet, non? :P