Category Archives: Chapter 25

Twenty-five – 05

[This post is from Hecate’s point of view.] Matt cast a puzzled glance at the both of them as Hecate headed to get him the promised blanket.  “Is she on her way?” Hecate looked at Thordin, who grimaced and shrugged.  … Continue reading

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Twenty-five – 04

[This post is from Hecate’s point of view.] Thordin winced.  “I still—” She shook her head slightly.  “We can’t change the past, my friend.  It took me a long time to figure that out—among other things.  I live with the … Continue reading

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Twenty-five – 03

[This post is from Hecate’s point of view.] They lapsed into silence.  Hecate stared silently into her mug, half losing herself in thought.  Somehow, somewhere deep down, she’d known as well as Marin or Thom ever had that this day … Continue reading

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Twenty-five – 02

[This post is from Hecate’s point of view.] Thunder growled in the distance and Thordin winced, staring into his mug.  “Longer and stronger,” he muttered again.  Hecate sighed, scrubbing a hand over her eyes. “The storm?” “A lot of things,” … Continue reading

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Twenty-five – 01

[This post is from Hecate’s point of view.] “I thought you said that he was coming back.” “He had to close up the forge first,” Hecate held a mug of tea out toward Thordin, her brow furrowing slightly.  “You know … Continue reading

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