Category Archives: Book 2 and 3

                J.T., Thom, and I took the graveyard watch that night.  Thom and I were supposed to watch the world outside the tent while Jay kept the death-watch on Phelan.                 There’d been little change since they pulled him out … Continue reading →

                “Matt?”                 He was bent over his anvil, hammering away at an iron rod laid across it.  Each blow sent shivers up his limbs.  The muscles of his arms and neck stood out, his jaw set as he jerked … Continue reading →

                “There was nothing you could have done,” Thom said for at least the tenth time, his arm locked around my shoulders.                 “There must have been,” I muttered.  My stomach folded in on itself once and then over again.  … Continue reading →

                I savagely seized the flap of the supply tent and flipped it open, only to hear Kellin shouting for me from the ward line.  I spun around, cursing under my breath.  I couldn’t quite hear what she was saying, … Continue reading →

                “Marin?  Marin! We’ve got a problem.”                 I jerked upright, turning away from the ward that Kellin and I had just finished with.  Thom, a few feet behind me, stiffened and turned toward Rory as I got up, brushing … Continue reading →

                She’s right.  I won’t make it three miles if I try to leave.  Cameron stared bleakly at the trail away from the cabin as he leaned against one of the porch’s supports.  Probably can’t even mount a horse.  Not … Continue reading →

                Gray looked sidelong at Eva, not for the first time that afternoon.  She was resting as comfortably as Elton could manage to make her, but they all knew that she was still troubled by nightmares she wouldn’t speak of—except … Continue reading →

                A shadow was coming toward them, silhouetted against torchlight in the corridor.  Aoife glanced up, toward the open door.                 “Were we expecting someone else?” she murmured to her three companions.                 Teague looked past her into the hall … Continue reading →

                Once they hit the bottom of the ravine, J.T. unslung his claymore from its harness across his back.                 “We’re expecting trouble, aren’t we?”  Matt asked, nervously putting a hand on the hilt of his borrowed blade.  “Shouldn’t we … Continue reading →

                I want to be one of the ones to go down there after him, Thom realized as the others started to cluster near the gap in the wards, trickling in one by one.  His free hand tightened on Marin’s … Continue reading →