Silk Road (6) The Courier stepped out of a building that hadn’t existed moments ago. He stank of brimstone. “No time. Your packages are on the steps.” “One item. From a war-torn reality. They use it to jump from planes.” “Who would do that?” “It’s made of silk.” “Sold. Lead with that next time.” #FiftyWords #DimensionTravel #AlternateReality #Courier #CrossTime Thaddeus Howze © 2025 | 6/100 Related short story: The Last of the Cross-Time Spenders https://ebonstorm.medium.com/cross-time-spender-ed33a51dec8
Silk Road (6)
An agent of the Cross-Time Traders shares goods between adjacent realities, each with different histories and consumer priorities...
The Last of the Cross-Time Spenders
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