Category Archives: Book 2 and 3

            “Thordin, please don’t do this,” a tiny, weak voice said from some bushes that were just barely in our line of sight.  I couldn’t help but look in that direction, even as the tall, Nordic-appearing blonde before us held … Continue reading →

            I startled awake, lying flat on my back on the slushy ground.  Snowflakes drifted down above me, landing on my cheeks and nose, melting quickly.  I sucked in a quick, deep breath and blinked again.             Thom was there … Continue reading →

            God, that smell.  It was almost enough to make me stop thinking altogether, it was just so awful, the smell of flesh and other organic matter set on fire.  All I could do was keep running and hope that … Continue reading →

            The keening, angry cry jerked me upright in the bunk with a gasp.  The pain in my head doubled and I hunched over, palms pressed to my temples.             Breathe, I reminded myself.  Goddamnit, breathe.  I took one breath, … Continue reading →

            “Excalibur is real.” Wat said, tone dripping disbelief.  He glanced at Kes and  Gray, his expression clearly indicating that he thought Aoife was completely off her nut—that he’d finally, truly come to that decision after giving her the benefit … Continue reading →

            The horse surged forward, hooves pounding against the cold turf and half-melted snow. All Cameron could hear was his heartbeat pounding in his ears.  All he could see was the firbolg, its eyes widening as he closed on it. … Continue reading →

            The ground beneath their feet vibrated with its footsteps, growing worse as it came closer, came quicker.  He could see it now, big and sickly green and ugly enough to turn the stomach.             He knew this one.             … Continue reading →

            Phelan’s fingers flexed around the wood in his hands as he drove the butt of his staff into the chill-hardened earth in front of him at the heart of the gap in the walls.  They’d make their stand here … Continue reading →

            His stomach rode some kind of awful roller coaster as he and Thordin urged the horses into a trot, then a gallop, heading for their unknown destination.  He felt Neve wince every time the horse’s movements were particularly jarring … Continue reading →

            “Thank every power that is or was that we’re clear of all that,” Neve muttered for the fifth or sixth time since they’d cleared the outskirts of the devastated city that had once been the second largest in the … Continue reading →