Tag Archives: Phelan O’Credne

[This post is from Phelan’s point of view.] “Don’t let it eat at you,” Seamus said quietly. “And don’t deny that you’re letting it because we both know that’s a lie. It’s in your nature.” Phelan snorted humorlessly, crossing his … Continue reading →

[This post is from Phelan’s point of view.] For a few seconds, Phelan stared at the clouds without really seeing them. He took another deep breath and exhaled it slowly, eyes fluttering shut for a second. In a long-ago yesterday, … Continue reading →

[This post is from Phelan’s point of view.] Phelan stood out on the wall, watching the storm roll in. He could feel it in his bones—something was askew, though he couldn’t quite put his finger on what it was. It … Continue reading →

[This post is from Phelan’s point of view.] There was a strange sort of silence blanketing the world as dawn broke. Phelan watched the sun come up through the ravine’s trees, its rays painting green leaves orange and gold, shafts … Continue reading →