Tag Archives: Hecate

[This post is from Hecate’s point of view.] Matt had gone tense again next to her, but she was remarkably relaxed. Perhaps she’d finally gone numb. Or maybe, just maybe, it was something else. Maybe I’m finally safe and maybe … Continue reading →

[This post is from Hecate’s point of view.] Her fingers curled into fists against her knees, nails digging into the flesh of her palms. “I hate them,” Hecate continued. “I hate them so much.” Marin pushed off the door, moving … Continue reading →

[This post is from Hecate’s point of view.] Panic dimmed her vision and she felt herself starting to retreat even as Matt’s arms closed around her. The shakes were coming, her heart hammering at twice its normal speed. She stared … Continue reading →

[This post is from Marin’s point of view.] As the first rays of dawn kissed the ruined buildings and the trees, I went to my brother’s door. My son had finally fallen asleep, but I hadn’t put him to bed, … Continue reading →