Tag Archives: Kailey Astoris

Twenty-six – 06

[This post is from Kailey Astoris’s point of view.] Alone.  The word echoed in her ears, ricocheted through her thoughts like a buckshot deflecting off one of the old grain silos south of the village.  Would they all go, everyone … Continue reading

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Twenty-six – 05

[This post is from Kailey Astoris’s point of view.] She boggled at him for a few seconds, her eyes widening.  “You can’t possibly—” “Of course I can,” Peril said, abruptly straightening, is eyes all but blazing as he stared at … Continue reading

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Twenty-six – 04

[This post is from Kailey Astoris’s point of view.] “Gods and monster, I hate you sometimes,” Kailey muttered, glaring in a decidedly different direction from where Peril sat beside her. “But only sometimes,” he said.  His hand dropped onto her … Continue reading

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Twenty-six – 03

[This post is from Kailey Astoris’s point of view.] Peril exhaled a long-suffering sigh, one that suggested the weight of every single one of his teenaged years.  Kailey continued to stare parallel to where he was sitting, trying not to … Continue reading

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Twenty-six – 02

[This post is from Kailey Astoris’s point of view.] “Is that why you’re here?” The question shouldn’t have startled her, but it did anyway.  Kailey took a deep breath, fingers flexing around the ceramic of her mug even as Peril … Continue reading

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Twenty-six – 01

[This post is from Kailey Astoris’s point of view.] Kailey’s hands tightened around the mug in her hands as the door behind her opened, carrying with it the sound of soaking rain and moaning wind—the latter sound far more suited … Continue reading

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Fourteen – 02

[This post is from Thomas Merlin Ambrose’s point of view.] Their voices followed me as I walked and I winced, knowing that whatever respite I’d hoped to garner wasn’t going to come. “What’s going on with him?  Is it because … Continue reading

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Fourteen – 01

[This post is from Thomas Merlin Ambrose’s point of view.] “So what did we miss?” I jerked at the sound of Artorius’s voice, then winced as pain lanced through me.  Kay’s grip tightened a little and I could almost hear … Continue reading

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Twelve – 05

[This post is from Kailey Astoris’s point of view.] A shiver wracked her and she swallowed hard, struggling to find her voice as they stood in silence for a few moments after his admission.  He reached for her hand and … Continue reading

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Twelve – 04

[This post is from Kailey Astoris’s point of view.] She stared at the village for what felt like a long time, trying to wrestle her stomach back into behaving, trying to breathe, trying not to cry.  It was as if … Continue reading

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