Category Archives: Book 5

Eighteen – 02

Posted on October 26, 2015 by Erin M. Klitzke

The shadow of home was a smudge on the horizon as they rode through fallow, snow-dotted fields, fields full of dead wheat and corn, lost to the early chill and the death of the modern world. If they weren’t so … Continue reading →

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Eighteen – 01

Posted on October 23, 2015 by Erin M. Klitzke

It hurt, a gnawing, twisting pain in his back. Next to him, Cameron swayed in his saddle, looking pale, either from shock or blood loss. They’re going to kill us, Thom thought bleakly, gripping his saddle pommel with a white-knuckled … Continue reading →

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Seventeen – 07

Posted on October 21, 2015 by Erin M. Klitzke

Neve managed to laugh and shook her head slowly. “If I had an answer, I wouldn’t be asking the question.” She sobered after a moment. “I wish I had an answer, Marin. I wish we had an answer.” Marin sighed. … Continue reading →

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Seventeen – 06

Posted on October 19, 2015 by Erin M. Klitzke

“Have you ever seen him like that before?” Neve winced slightly, not quite certain how to address Marin’s question—or, more appropriately, the questions that would follow her initial answer. She hugged her arms a little tighter against her chest, gnawing … Continue reading →

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Seventeen – 05

Posted on October 16, 2015 by Erin M. Klitzke

Marin startled at Neve’s sudden movement. “Neve, what—” Neve held up a hand and moved to face Phelan, her eyes narrowing. “Don’t lie to me, Phelan O’Credne. I know you far too well to buy that there’s not a damned … Continue reading →

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Seventeen – 04

Posted on October 14, 2015 by Erin M. Klitzke

Neve met Phelan’s gaze and gave a nearly imperceptible shake of her head. Now wasn’t the time to admit to any sort of weakness, but she clearly knew what he was thinking. Phelan shivered and dropped back down onto the … Continue reading →

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Seventeen – 03

Posted on October 12, 2015 by Erin M. Klitzke

“I see,” Anselm said, his voice abruptly grave. “That does put a new spin on things.” He stood and raised his voice. “Korolev, come over here for a moment.” A thin, boyish man with hair so pale it was almost … Continue reading →

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Seventeen – 02

Posted on October 9, 2015 by Erin M. Klitzke

Anselm glanced back, a brow arching delicately as he spotted them lagging behind. He slowed his pace slightly. “Something the matter?” he asked over his shoulder. “Nothing more than usual,” Phelan said, injecting a measure of cheer into his voice … Continue reading →

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Seventeen – 01

Posted on October 7, 2015 by Erin M. Klitzke

Phelan’s hand closed around Marin’s arm. It was a rare thing to be sure, seeing her so oddly shaken by sudden conviction. She’d gone abruptly pale, the blood draining from her face, and she seemed unsteady on her feet. What … Continue reading →

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Sixteen – 10

Posted on October 5, 2015 by Erin M. Klitzke

Together, the three of us threaded our way through most of camp, out toward a small, lesser gate that we’d put together in the aftermath of the Hunt’s arrival, north of the well and near another cluster of ruined dormitories … Continue reading →

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