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Tag Archives: Matthew Astoris
Twenty-nine – 04
[This post is from Matt’s point of view.] True to his word, Matt wrapped up what he was doing, though not nearly as quickly as he would have liked. It was twenty minutes before he’d banked the fire and put … Continue reading
Twenty-nine – 03
[This post is from Matt’s point of view.] The hammer rose and fell, rose and fell. Matt paused to work the bellows for a moment, then returned to his hammering, shaping a new blade—though this one was for cutting grain, … Continue reading
Posted in Book 6, Chapter 29, Story
Tagged Awakenings, fantasy, fiction, Hecate, Matthew Astoris, original fiction, post apocalyptic, serial, serial fiction, story, web fiction
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Twenty-six – 06
[This post is from Phelan’s point of view.] “Then that’s something we need to fix, and fast.” Matt shook his head, watching the blade in the forge. “Will talking it out help?” “When has it ever?” Matt snorted and shifted … Continue reading
Posted in Book 6, Chapter 26, Story
Tagged Awakenings, fantasy, fiction, Matthew Astoris, original fiction, Phelan O'Credne, post apocalyptic, serial, serial fiction, story, web fiction
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Twenty-six – 05
[This post is from Phelan’s point of view.] Matt stared at him deadpan for a few seconds, though there was a maelstrom flickering through his eyes, emotions tumbling over each other in rapid succession before they were gone. His fingers … Continue reading
Posted in Book 6, Chapter 26, Story
Tagged Awakenings, fantasy, fiction, Matthew Astoris, original fiction, Phelan O'Credne, post apocalyptic, serial, serial fiction, story, web fiction
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Twenty-six – 04
[This post is from Phelan’s point of view.] The sound of Matt’s hammer against metal echoed softly down the hill as Phelan trudged up toward the forge. His thoughts were a maelstrom and he was still kicking himself—hard—for being so … Continue reading
Posted in Book 6, Chapter 26, Story
Tagged Awakenings, fantasy, fiction, Matthew Astoris, original fiction, Phelan O'Credne, post apocalyptic, serial, serial fiction, story, web fiction
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Twenty-five – 05
[This post is from Hecate’s point of view.] They lay together in silence for a few more moments before Matt sighed, his nose still buried in her hair. “You’re not going back to sleep, are you?” “No.” He heaved another … Continue reading
Posted in Book 6, Chapter 25, Story
Tagged Awakenings, fantasy, fiction, Hecate, Matthew Astoris, original fiction, post apocalyptic, serial, serial fiction, story, web fiction
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Twenty-five – 04
[This post is from Hecate’s point of view.] I should get up. There was work to do, but then there was always work to do—for everyone else, at least, there had been until the night before. Last night she’d found … Continue reading
Posted in Book 6, Chapter 25, Story
Tagged Awakenings, fantasy, fiction, Hecate, Matthew Astoris, original fiction, post apocalyptic, serial, serial fiction, story, web fiction
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Twenty-two – 06
[This post is from Marin’s point of view.] Lin let out a soft whimpering noise when his aunt and uncle turned away, taking Tory with them. I exhaled a breath and reached down, letting his tiny hand wrap around one … Continue reading
Twenty-two – 05
[This post is from Marin’s point of view.] “Are you all right?” Hecate asked me. My gaze flicked up from the infants to meet hers, where I saw a flicker of fear almost overshadowed by concern. I took a deep … Continue reading
Twenty-two – 04
[This post is from Marin’s point of view.] My brother cleared his throat a few seconds before he reached the circle of the fire’s light, cleaning his hands on a rag with a faint smile on his face. I blinked … Continue reading
