Tag Archives: Phelan O’Credne

Twenty-one – 05

[This post is from Phelan’s point of view.] “Is it making you vulnerable to gods only know what, too?”  David’s gaze shifted back to Lin, his brow furrowing slightly.  “It just feels like shit hits me so much harder than … Continue reading

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Twenty-one – 04

[This post is from Phelan’s point of view.] “It’s not an easy path,” David said, fidgeting again.  “I’ve been able to figure out that much.  But in the end, it’s worth it.” “What is?”  Tory said, twisting back toward him.  … Continue reading

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Twenty-one – 03

[This post is from Phelan’s point of view.] All of them stared at him in a sort of shocked silence.  He’d expected as much, all things considered, though there was the barest hint of a smirk on Lin’s face. Of … Continue reading

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Twenty-one – 02

[This post is from Phelan’s point of view.] “It’s weird,” David said, fidgeting a little.  “Dad didn’t know much about her family, so I just kind of put away all of those questions and assumed I’d never get to ask … Continue reading

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Twenty-one – 01

[This post is from Phelan’s point of view.] “Uncle Phelan,” Tory said, brows knitting.  “What are you doing here?” “Meeting my nephew.”  Phelan smiled wryly and closed the door gently behind him.  He stared across the room at the pale … Continue reading

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Twenty – 08

[This post is from Bryant Tapping’s point of view.]   “Then you believe him?” Bryant asked quietly, drifting away from the door.  Tory startled and twisted toward him, as if he hadn’t realized that Bryant was still there.  For a … Continue reading

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Eighteen – 04

[This post is from Phelan’s point of view.] Matt’s brows went up.  “For Cariocecus, you mean?  I’m open to suggestions.” “He does have a soft spot for the kids,” Phelan said, opening the shutters over one of cut-out windows, letting … Continue reading

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Eighteen – 03

[This post is from Phelan’s point of view.] Thordin crossed his arms, his brow furrowing.  Something about his stance and expression reminded Phelan of the sky before a storm—an irony that was not lost on him at all.  “Has anyone … Continue reading

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Eighteen – 02

[This post is from Phelan’s point of view.] The sound of the hammer stopped as they came closer to the door and for a second, Phelan held his breath, wondering if Matt was about to come out of the forge, … Continue reading

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Eighteen – 01

[This post is from Phelan’s point of view.] “Phelan!  Phelan, wait.” He paused, turning slowly to look back down the hill.  Jacqueline was still carrying her basket of healing supplies as she hurried up the path behind him, the morning … Continue reading

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