Tag Archives: J.T. Mackenzie

[This post is from J.T.’s point of view.] J.T. walked slowly to the next torch. Like the first, the wick sputtered for a second, damp, and then caught, the flame blue. Energy skated across his flesh again and he kept … Continue reading →

[This post is from J.T.’s point of view.] The silver-blue haze didn’t waver at their approach and J.T. felt a faint chill in the air. By now, he knew too well what it meant, though it puzzled him to see … Continue reading →

[This post is from J.T.’s point of view.] Leinth watched his face for a few seconds, then spoke, her voice still quiet. “Something happened there.” J.T. startled slightly, glancing toward her. “What?” She motioned toward the garden, with its once-manicured … Continue reading →

[This post is from J.T.’s point of view.] “I often think the same thing of Seamus,” Leinth continued, crossing her arms. She was in jeans today, jeans and a tank top, revealing pale arms with blue-gray tattoos spiraling across her … Continue reading →

[This post is from J.T.’s point of view.] “I’ve been having dreams again,” J.T. murmured to Leinth as they reached the far end of the bridge. Until that point, the pair had moved in companionable silence after leaving Rory by … Continue reading →