Category Archives: Winter

“You know, they’re sparring up on the hill,” Thordin rumbled as he set down a pair of water buckets near the washbasin by the fire.  Thom glanced up from the sketchbook braced against his knee, one brow arched slightly. “So … Continue reading →

The sound of J.T. and Matt’s sparring drew attention within the first fifteen minutes and the pair drew an audience not too long after that.  Tala was the first, wandering up after feeding everyone and cleaning up after them.  She … Continue reading →

J.T. worked one arm up and around in an arc, then the other, loosening the muscles of his back and shoulders in anticipation of the sparring match.  The cold would make their muscles tighten faster, make them more prone to … Continue reading →

J.T. cracked his neck and rubbed his eyes as he walked from the warmth of the main tent toward Matt’s forge up the hill.  For the first time in weeks, he wore his claymore strapped across his back.  In his … Continue reading →

The stars were out, gleaming down bright against the snow-covered landscape as Thordin sat quietly on one of the old concrete benches at the end of the bridge.  He stared out over the plaza, breath steaming in the darkness.  The … Continue reading →

Their cot was snug, warm as they entered, warmer even than it had been by the fire.  After frigid nights in the open and on horseback, Cameron was more than happy to work off his boots and walk across a … Continue reading →

“Cam, wake up, sweetheart.  Let’s go to bed.” Cameron startled awake at the sound of Neve’s voice, shocked he’d drifted off by the fire.  Thom was slumped across from him, curled on his side with his head pillowed on Marin’s … Continue reading →

“Are you going to give me that same promise that you’re going to sleep?” Jacqueline asked, a trace of weary amusement in her voice as the door clicked shut behind Marin and Neve. Phelan let his eyes slide shut as … Continue reading →

The door opened and closed softly and he sucked in a sharp breath, suddenly aware that Jacqueline’s arms were around him and he was hanging onto her like a drowning man clinging to the only thing keeping him afloat.  He … Continue reading →

Stay awake.  Stay awake.  Stay awake. He felt like he was roasting from the inside out, felt like he wanted to puke his guts out even though his stomach was empty, and yet he was trying to stay awake so … Continue reading →