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Twenty-five – 03

[This post is from Hecate’s point of view.] They lapsed into silence.  Hecate stared silently into her mug, half losing herself in thought.  Somehow, somewhere deep down, she’d known as well as Marin or Thom ever had that this day … Continue reading

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Twenty-five – 02

[This post is from Hecate’s point of view.] Thunder growled in the distance and Thordin winced, staring into his mug.  “Longer and stronger,” he muttered again.  Hecate sighed, scrubbing a hand over her eyes. “The storm?” “A lot of things,” … Continue reading

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Twenty-five – 01

[This post is from Hecate’s point of view.] “I thought you said that he was coming back.” “He had to close up the forge first,” Hecate held a mug of tea out toward Thordin, her brow furrowing slightly.  “You know … Continue reading

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Twenty-four – 08

[This post is from Matt Astoris’s point of view.] The first drops of rain spattered against the stones of the path and Matt winced, knowing he’d waited too long—or maybe Hecate had waited too long to come and fetch him.  … Continue reading

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Twenty-four – 07

[This post is from Matt Astoris’s point of view.] The grumble of thunder had grown closer by the time he thrust the metal back into the forge to heat.  He wasn’t sure if it was the product of the time … Continue reading

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Twenty-four – 06

[This post is from Matt Astoris’s point of view.] For a few seconds, Matt closed his eyes, listening to the small sounds around him—the sound of his nephew’s footsteps down the path, the soft hiss and crackle of the forge, … Continue reading

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Twenty-four – 05

[This post is from Matt Astoris’s point of view.] He mentally stomped on that line of thought before it could go any further.  His nephew stared at him steadily, as if he could somehow sense what Matt had been thinking.  … Continue reading

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Twenty-four – 04

[This post is from Matt Astoris’s point of view.] Lin stared at the forge for a few seconds, his brow furrowing slightly.  “Aunt Caro could only give me a direction that they left in.  Did you…?” “Know where they were … Continue reading

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Twenty-four – 03

[This post is from Matt Astoris’s point of view.] Matt’s heart missed a beat.  He cleared his throat.  “Then you know.” “Aunt Caro confirmed it,” Lin said after a momentary hesitation.  “When she found me out there, I asked.  I—Uncle … Continue reading

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Twenty-four – 02

[This post is from Matt Astoris’s point of view.] Matt paused, looking away from Lin and into the forge itself, staring at the embers that glowed faintly.  His nephew’s announcement was neither a surprise nor did it make the bottom … Continue reading

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