Literature
Puppet Master
“So, you must have some sort of skill or power.”
I glanced up from the dinosaur skeleton I was carving. It wasn’t my best work, but when I’d been dragged here, all my ‘toys’ had been left in my home world.
“Well?” The strange man, my kidnapper persisted. I sighed in frustration. He was getting a bit annoying.
“Maybe.” I answered, smirking at his obvious displeasure at my vague answer. He disappeared in a cloud of diamonds, only to reappear behind where I was sitting.
“If you’re not of use then I’ll kill