Tag Archives: Anselm

Thirty-one – 05

[This post is from Seamus’s point of view.] “Though I would hope that you would answer my question,” Anselm said, still staring straight ahead. “The one you seem to think you so neatly sidestepped.” Seamus’s jaw tightened slightly. “What question … Continue reading

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Thirty-one – 04

[This post is from Seamus’s point of view.] “With who?” Anselm asked after a few seconds of silence—seconds that felt like they went on forever. Seamus didn’t look at him. “Does it matter?” Seamus asked quietly. “It might,” Anselm said. … Continue reading

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Thirty-one – 03

[This post is from Seamus’s point of view.] A cheer went up among a circle of men and women of the Wild Hunt as a sparring match ended. Seamus kept to the edge of their section of the camp, watching, … Continue reading

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Twelve – 07

[This post is from Seamus’s point of view.] Anselm sighed softly, crossing his arms. “They don’t know him, Seamus. They know you. You are their brother.” Seamus shook his head. “He’s the Ridden Druid reborn. They know him.” Anselm fell … Continue reading

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Twelve – 06

[This post is from Seamus’s point of view.] “What are you doing out here, my friend?” Seamus took a slow, deep breath at the sound of Anselm’s voice behind him, though he didn’t turn. “One could ask the same question … Continue reading

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Thirty-eight – 04

[This post is from Seamus’s point of view.] He forgot to breathe for a moment. He didn’t like to admit it, but he missed riding with the Hunt—he missed the strange camaraderie, missed the comfort of not having to think, … Continue reading

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Thirty-eight – 03

[This post is from Seamus’s point of view.] Seamus walked toward the Wild Hunt’s camp, toward the home they’d carved out for themselves along the walls of the tiny village. They weren’t his to command any longer, but he knew … Continue reading

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Twenty – 09

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 – 06

“Thank you,” Phelan said after a few dozen steps, as they neared the light that meant they were close to the tents and the world beyond them. Behind him, Sif snorted. “You say it as if thanks were necessary.” The … Continue reading

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