Category Archives: Book 4

“We don’t speak for everyone,” Marin said, ignoring the byplay going on between Thordin and Thom.  “We suggest, but the community on the whole makes the decision.  We can’t just declare that we’ll help you—or that we won’t help you.” … Continue reading →

The woman pushed back her hood and planted the butt of her bow into the snow at her feet, ice-blue eyes narrowing as she watched their approach. “Leave,” she barked at Thordin.  “I asked for the Seers and the Seers … Continue reading →

“It was stupid to try to leave me in bed,” Marin murmured to him as they headed for the wall, for the gate.  “Why did you do it?” “You were tired,” Thom said, his voice quiet as he leaned his … Continue reading →

“She said both of you.” Thom shook his head, downing a mouthful of coffee.  “Let her sleep.  She was a mess yesterday when I finally got her into bed.  Just leave her be.” Matt frowned, glancing back over his shoulder, … Continue reading →

Flat on his back in the snow, Matt wheezed, struggling to catch his breath.  His shoulder ached, his lungs burned.  All the wind had been knocked out of him when he’d landed in the snow behind the wall. He could … Continue reading →

His breath steamed in the cold, the fog illuminated by the moon, the stars above.  He’d almost come to enjoy these night watches, twice a week on the graveyard shift with Paul in the tower and him on foot along … Continue reading →

A long silence stretched between us as we watched the shadows lengthen, as if neither one of us were quite sure what to say.  It was awkward, almost painful. I took a deep breath.  “They named him Seamus,” I said.  … Continue reading →

“Why did you send her to get me instead of sending her to get J.T. right away?” Phelan flinched at the sound of my voice, half twisting toward me.  The sun was slipping beyond the trees, shadows stretching long and … Continue reading →

            My whole world hurt, a screaming, almost blinding pain.  It was pain unlike anything I’d ever experienced—save once before.             A hand squeezed my shoulder and Jacqueline’s encouraging voice faded from my ears as I looked up, expecting to … Continue reading →

            Thom’s hand spasmed around mine before he shoved me behind him, fingers untangling from mine.  I groped for my bow as his blade rasped free of its scabbard.             “Just stay behind me,” he said in a tight voice. … Continue reading →