Category Archives: Chapter 22

A long silence stretched between us as we watched the shadows lengthen, as if neither one of us were quite sure what to say.  It was awkward, almost painful. I took a deep breath.  “They named him Seamus,” I said.  … Continue reading →

“Why did you send her to get me instead of sending her to get J.T. right away?” Phelan flinched at the sound of my voice, half twisting toward me.  The sun was slipping beyond the trees, shadows stretching long and … Continue reading →

            My whole world hurt, a screaming, almost blinding pain.  It was pain unlike anything I’d ever experienced—save once before.             A hand squeezed my shoulder and Jacqueline’s encouraging voice faded from my ears as I looked up, expecting to … Continue reading →

            Thom’s hand spasmed around mine before he shoved me behind him, fingers untangling from mine.  I groped for my bow as his blade rasped free of its scabbard.             “Just stay behind me,” he said in a tight voice. … Continue reading →

J.T. and Jacqueline were both with Tala by the time I got there.  She had a death-grip on Phelan’s hand and he looked like he was feeling every ounce of her strength bearing down on that hand.  I tried to … Continue reading →

I swore under my breath as I ran for the tent, cursing and muttering the same thing over and over again—“It’s too early, it’s too early.” The ghost at my side eventually made an annoyed sound as I neared the … Continue reading →

“Marin!” I straightened ignoring the shakiness in my limbs as I turned away from the ward that I’d been working on.  People would be upset if they learned I was pushing myself too hard and Thom or Phelan or someone … Continue reading →

The remainder of January—all two and a half weeks—and the first week of February passed with relative peace and quiet aside from a sudden blizzard that left us trapped in the tents or our rooms for two days before it … Continue reading →