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Thirty-five – 08

Something out in the arboretum exploded.  White light spiked toward the heavens, briefly turning night to day before the brightness faded.  J.T. blinked against sudden blindness, swearing and pushing to his feet.  “What the–” “They were out there,” Thordin said … Continue reading

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Thirty-five – 07

It took a few minutes before he realized he really could feel her soul and it was nearly enough to stop his heart in his chest right then and there. Ghosts he could handle, but this? “Don’t be afraid,” Ériu’s … Continue reading

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Thirty-five – 06

Thesan’s shrieking laughter was almost enough to pierce eardrums. Sif clocked the woman over the ear soundly, mercifully cutting off the sound before it could reach glass-shattering levels. She dropped the slender girl in a heap in the snow, glowering. … Continue reading

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Thirty-five – 05

“Hold her!” Thordin roared. His hands shook, even as he gripped the haft of his axe tightly. Sif’s arm was locked around the slender woman’s neck and her other arm held her captive’s hands pinioned. “Who the hell is she?” … Continue reading

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Thirty-five – 04

“That didn’t sound ominous at all,” Mat said, crossing his arms and glaring back through the darkness toward the tent’s flap, toward the ravine where the others were. “Are you going to tell us more, Neve, or should I not … Continue reading

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Thirty-five – 03

“Déithe agus arrachtaigh,” Neve said suddenly from the other side of the fire. “Jacqueline, what happened to him?” “I don’t know,” Jacqueline murmured. “I don’t know. What the hell’s out there, Neve? What did this to him?” Neve dropped into … Continue reading

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Thirty-five – 02

One of the twins started crying almost as soon as Tala walked away, but it was an attention-seeking cry, not a hungry or dirty diaper or discomfort cry.  Jacqueline bit down hard on her lower lip and ignored the sound … Continue reading

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Thirty-five – 01

“What happened?” J.T. shook his head in answer to Jacqueline’s question, continuing on his jog back toward the fire. She turned quickly and kept pace, her eyes on Phelan’s pale face, a contorted expression frozen on the once-druid’s face. Her … Continue reading

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