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He took a deep breath and exhaled it slowly.  “You know, just once I wish that one of you could show up and not utter some kind of ominous warning like that.  Or spew threats.  It’s always one or the … Continue reading →

Ten miles further down the road, Phelan heard the wolf howl, too, and the sound shot shivers down his spine as he huddled in his cloak and blanket next to his own meager fire. “Hell,” he muttered to himself.  “You’ve … Continue reading →

“You should have tied him to the bed,” Thordin said for the eighth time that evening.  The sun had slid beyond the horizon and they clustered near a campfire for warmth; the clear night sucked what little heat was left … Continue reading →

Neve eventually let go of him and dried her eyes.  She gave him a tiny, gentle push. “Go,” she said, her voice hoarse.  “Go before I change my mind about letting you out of my sight.” Cameron swallowed against a … Continue reading →

“I should be angry with you,” Neve said, arms crossed as she leaned against her crutches, watching Cameron as he stuffed a spare set of clothes and a first aid kit into his saddlebags.   “I should want to strangle you.” … Continue reading →

“You want me to abandon my post,” Ériu said softly, shock openly displayed on her face, ghostly eyes wide and jaw slack.  “How could you ask me to leave them unprotected at a time when they are so vulnerable?” “All … Continue reading →

J.T. strode out across the bridge and away from the boundaries of the settlement, shoving his hands deep into the pockets of his leather jacket and shivering in the chill.  The sun was bright, the sky bottomless and blue, the … Continue reading →

“Wandered off, has he, like the Wanderer he is?” J.T. grimaced at the way Marin’s fingers suddenly bunched around the staff in her hands.  He put a gloved hand on her arm and squeezed gently. They’d known he was gone … Continue reading →

He emerged from the dark corridors a few moments later and into the shadows of the tents.  The fires flickered, burning low as the graveyard hours of the night wore on.  Whoever had the early morning shift would add more … Continue reading →