Tag Archives: Ambrose Cycle

Ninteen – 05

[This post is from Thomas Merlin Ambrose’s point of view.] “What are you going to ask them?”  My question was designed to distract him from worrying about me, which seemed safer than the alternative.  It occurred to me that perhaps … Continue reading

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Nineteen – 04

[This post is from Thomas Merlin Ambrose’s point of view.] Opening the door, I winced at the sudden brightness that flooded in.  The morning sunshine was stronger than I’d expected, or it was later than I expected—probably a bit of … Continue reading

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Nineteen – 03

[This post is from Thomas Merlin Ambrose’s point of view.] I closed my eyes for a second and sucked in a breath.  Somehow, I knew he wasn’t going to go that far—he was probably only a few feet away from … Continue reading

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Nineteen – 02

[This post is from Thomas Merlin Ambrose’s point of view.] He stared at his hands and I watched him, drinking slowly.  I could tell that he was thinking, letting what I’d already told him roll around in his head and … Continue reading

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Nineteen – 01

[This post is from Thomas Merlin Ambrose’s point of view.] “Lin?” Consciousness flooded back in a rush.  My eyes felt gritty as I opened them, crusted over in the way they did when I was sick or had been crying … Continue reading

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Eighteen – 04

[This post is from Phelan’s point of view.] Matt’s brows went up.  “For Cariocecus, you mean?  I’m open to suggestions.” “He does have a soft spot for the kids,” Phelan said, opening the shutters over one of cut-out windows, letting … Continue reading

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Eighteen – 03

[This post is from Phelan’s point of view.] Thordin crossed his arms, his brow furrowing.  Something about his stance and expression reminded Phelan of the sky before a storm—an irony that was not lost on him at all.  “Has anyone … Continue reading

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Eighteen – 02

[This post is from Phelan’s point of view.] The sound of the hammer stopped as they came closer to the door and for a second, Phelan held his breath, wondering if Matt was about to come out of the forge, … Continue reading

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Eighteen – 01

[This post is from Phelan’s point of view.] “Phelan!  Phelan, wait.” He paused, turning slowly to look back down the hill.  Jacqueline was still carrying her basket of healing supplies as she hurried up the path behind him, the morning … Continue reading

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Seventeen – 07

[This post is from David O’Credne Miller’s point of view.] All of the moisture in his mouth dried up and he stared at her for a few seconds.  His heart lodged in his throat, refusing to beat, choking him.  He … Continue reading

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