Category Archives: Chapter 23

Twenty-three – 06

Posted on October 11, 2017 by Erin M. Klitzke

[This post is from Phelan’s point of view.] Phelan grinned even as Kellin shook her head. “Out with it, Phelan.” “You first,” he countered, crooked smile still firmly in place. He was borrowing trouble and was fully aware of it, … Continue reading →

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Twenty-three – 05

Posted on October 9, 2017 by Erin M. Klitzke

[This post is from Phelan’s point of view.] It only took a few minutes for him to retrieve his staff. Camp was still quiet, all things considered, and he glimpsed Marin still seated by the fire, Thordin with her. There … Continue reading →

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Twenty-three – 04

Posted on October 6, 2017 by Erin M. Klitzke

[This post is from Phelan’s point of view.] “That seems to be a common refrain,” a voice said from behind them. Seamus winced, but Phelan only turned to glance back toward Kellin with a faint smile. “Checking the wards?” The … Continue reading →

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Twenty-three – 03

Posted on October 4, 2017 by Erin M. Klitzke

[This post is from Phelan’s point of view.] There was a strange sort of silence blanketing the world as dawn broke. Phelan watched the sun come up through the ravine’s trees, its rays painting green leaves orange and gold, shafts … Continue reading →

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Twenty-three – 02

Posted on October 2, 2017 by Erin M. Klitzke

[This post is from J.T.’s point of view.] “Carolyn.” His ire dropped right along with his stomach. What was she doing in his room? It had been— What does this mean? She’d lit the lamp and was sitting next to … Continue reading →

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Twenty-three – 01

Posted on September 29, 2017 by Erin M. Klitzke

[This post is from J.T.’s point of view.] “You seem tired, Jameson.” J.T. winced at the sound of Ériu’s voice, a threadbare whisper in the darkness as he eased down the darkened hallway in the last hours before dawn. “I … Continue reading →

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