Tag Archives: Aoife O’Credne

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 →

“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 →

Silence answered her call. Aoife held her breath, she and Gray both staring at the trees, looking out for any sign of movement, any hint of life.” “I’ve got a bad feeling about this,” Gray murmured, gaze slanting toward her … Continue reading →

The trees were thick along the river as the wind carried them further along, drifting under sail closer and closer to the lake. Aoife held the tiller as Gray kept an eye on the sails, adjusting them as needed to … Continue reading →

They slept for another few hours, until the sun rose in the east, peeking through bare trees. Aoife woke first, sitting up slowly and ruffling Gray’s hair before she abandoned their blankets and started to roll back the tarp they’d … Continue reading →

Aoife peeked out from under the tarp they’d battened down, warily eyeing their surroundings. The way their boat bobbed suggested that it had broken free of its mooring at the river’s edge and probably drifted downriver during the storm. Gray … Continue reading →