Category Archives: Winter

Thom stopped at the fire on his way to where they’d face the enemy, mostly to assure himself that the blessings were done and that his friend would at least be well-armed to face the enemy.  Jacqueline was gathering up … Continue reading →

“Matt, take Thordin and Cameron to a position on the edge of the ravine,” Thom said.  “I’ll be there as soon as I can.” “Where are you going?” Matt asked, brow furrowing as he hefted the axe Thordin had been … Continue reading →

“How the hell are we supposed to know that whatever’s coming is actually hostile?”  Brandon was asking as Marin and Thom joined their friends by the fire.  “The last time we had howling visitors, they happened to be Drew’s naked … Continue reading →

“For pity’s sake,” Thom muttered.  “Knock it off.” Phelan jerked around to face him.  “Did you really just—” Thom held his ground.  “Absolutely.  Who else would?  We’ve got bigger issues to deal with than your guilt complex right now.  Whether … Continue reading →

“You know, the tales speak of the Seers’ offspring, too,” Cariocecus said, his tone half musing as he stared out at nothing, lost in thought.  “I suppose I should have made those connections sooner, but understand that I wasn’t actually … Continue reading →

“Right.”  I looked between Phelan and Cariocecus, my brow furrowing.  I could feel the beginnings of a headache coming on.  “Are you two done baiting each other?” “He tried to break my face,” Cariocecus said, feigning innocence.  I swore under … Continue reading →

Cariocecus stood near the archway where Thom and I had gotten married.  He was studying the dormant vines that tangled around the metal thoughtfully, so intensely that I more than half wondered if he was trying to figure out what … Continue reading →

“I still can’t believe you hit him.” “He’s a lying bastard and he lied to me,” Phelan snarled as we walked across the bridge toward the arboretum.  I was sandwiched between he and Thom as we headed for the meeting … Continue reading →

Phelan walked quietly out into the anemic light of dawn, out into the silence broken only by the sound of the wind whispering through the trees and the sound of his boots on the snow.  Marin and Thom waited for … Continue reading →

“I—”  Marin stopped, her brow furrowing, then began again.  “How can you be sure you’ll never know what happened to him?  I mean, with everything that seems to keep popping out of the woodwork from Phelan’s sordid past, at least, … Continue reading →