Tag Archives: Awakenings

Twenty-one – 06

Posted on January 8, 2016 by Erin M. Klitzke

A chill washed over and through him, as if he’d just jumped into a clean, cold mountain lake. He caught the sharp scent of herbs and evergreen cuttings before the scent was gone and the chill was gone, leaving him … Continue reading →

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Twenty-one – 05

Posted on January 6, 2016 by Erin M. Klitzke

There wasn’t a barrier that he could see in front of them, but he could feel it—feel it like a real, physical thing, like it was an object he could reach out and touch, run his fingers along its surface. … Continue reading →

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Twenty-one – 04

Posted on January 4, 2016 by Erin M. Klitzke

They walked across a pedestrian bridge over a finger of the network of ravines they’d climbed coming over the river. Aoife looked beyond the iron rails, her stomach dropping to the floor of the chasm below. They’d climbed that? And … Continue reading →

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Twenty-one – 03

Posted on January 1, 2016 by Erin M. Klitzke

“What do you suppose he means by that?” Gray murmured in her ear. Aoife shrugged, watching her brother as he kept walking. A woman who reminded her dangerously of Sif Freyrsdottir gave she and Gray a long, hard look before … Continue reading →

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Twenty-one – 02

Posted on December 30, 2015 by Erin M. Klitzke

All the air left her lungs as she stood next to her brother, staring blankly at her cousin. “Seamus,” she whispered. “Déithe agus arrachtaigh, you’re alive. What are you doing here?” “You sound surprised,” he said, a wry twist to … Continue reading →

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Twenty-one – 01

Posted on December 28, 2015 by Erin M. Klitzke

“Conas tá mé chaill tú,” Aoife whispered into her brother’s neck, hugging him as close and as tightly as he was hugging her. “Déithe agus arrachtaigh, conas tá mé chaill tú.” “I missed you, too,” he murmured into her hair. … Continue reading →

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Twenty – 10

Posted on December 25, 2015 by Erin M. Klitzke

Vasily came into view first, emerging from the thick tangle of thornbushes near the archyway where Phelan had performed Thom and Marin’s handfasting. Phelan’s breath caught in his throat, his heart starting to pound a bit faster—perhaps almost too fast. … Continue reading →

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Twenty – 09

Posted on December 23, 2015 by Erin M. Klitzke

Phelan’s boots crunched against the gravel of the path, his arms crossed tightly against his chest, one hand still locked around his staff’s midpoint. A thousand scenarios ran through his head, leaving his skull aching and his stomach sour. The … Continue reading →

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Twenty – 08

Posted on December 21, 2015 by Erin M. Klitzke

The slope was even steeper than she’d realized when she started her ascent and the old wooden slats driven into the slope to provide better traction were slick with mud and wet. Her boots slipped against them, more than once … Continue reading →

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Twenty – 07

Posted on December 18, 2015 by Erin M. Klitzke

“Who are they?” Gray murmured as they gathered their packs in preparation to climb out of the boat and onto the weathered but solid dock alongside the river. An old shack perched near the river’s edge, the fading paint showing … Continue reading →

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