Category Archives: Winter

The women stumbled together, slipping in the snow that shifted beneath their boots, as they scrambled quickly toward the line of protective wardings, the holly bushes and cairns that marked the edge of the settlement. An inhuman scream made both … Continue reading →

“What the hell are you—” “Move!” The vehemence made both Seamus and Leinth flinch. Neve, startled and mostly limp in her cousin’s arms, peered over the once-druid’s shoulder toward the end of the bridge. There was something out there, something … Continue reading →

Seamus just stared at them, looking forlorn and lost for a moment. “I’m sorry,” he whispered at last. “I didn’t realize. I didn’t…I couldn’t imagine.” Phelan shook his head. “You knew the mantle you’d settled on my shoulders,” he said. … Continue reading →

“I couldn’t sleep,” Thom said. “So I ended up out here. Paul saw something and I—we, really—thought it would be better to let you sleep until we knew whether or not there was an actual threat. We let Cameron and … Continue reading →

They’d lit torches and stuck them into the snow. Lanterns hung from poles strapped into lance-cups, swaying in the breeze and with the nervous and agitated shifting of horses. Men and women in cloaks capes stood near, some still astride … Continue reading →

I woke with a start, gasping as I lay on my stomach in the snow. I was cold and wet now and it was hard to know how long I’d been out, or how many visions I’d had but couldn’t … Continue reading →

“Don’t be a fool.”                 The muscles of his shoulders bunched, his fingers tightening around the leather of his reins. He didn’t turn to face me immediately, just stood there, copper-brown hair shining in the dying sunshine. His mount was … Continue reading →

Thom pressed a kiss to the back of my neck, holding me close, holding me tight. “It’ll be all right,” he whispered, a bare hint of desperation buried beneath the certainty in his voice. I reached down and squeezed one … Continue reading →

I woke alone and knew instantly that things weren’t right. Thom’s place beside me was long cold and the weight of something unseen pressed down against my heart, against my thoughts as I sat up in bed. No. Something wasn’t … Continue reading →

“No,” Neve said, her voice firm. “I don’t believe that. If the Ridden Druid managed to leave, then you can, too.” “That’s not how it works, Neve.” “To hell with how it works,” she snapped, eyes blazing. “To hell with … Continue reading →