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[This post is from Thom’s point of view.] Staring down at a blank page of his sketchpad, Thom cleared his throat. “So. Persephone?” “Right,” Matt said, tone slightly rueful. He shifted the metal again in the coals, then let go, … Continue reading →

[This post is from Thom’s point of view.] Thom watched him for a few seconds before exhaling and flipping his sketchbook open again. “How—how much do you remember about then?” “How much do you remember?” Matt countered, shifting the metal … Continue reading →

[This post is from Thom’s point of view.] “You’ve still got that look,” Matt said. Thom frowned but didn’t turn. “How do you know? I’m not even looking at you.” “I think I know you well enough to figure out … Continue reading →

[This post is from Thom’s point of view.]   He could still feel Matt’s gaze on him and Thom sighed, rolling a shoulder and trying not to wince at the sudden lance of pain that shot through it. The wounds … Continue reading →

[This post is from Thom’s point of view.] Thom sat near the doorway out of the forge, staring out at the rain. Behind him, Matt was reheating a strip of metal that was going to become either a sword or … Continue reading →