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Twenty-seven – 02

For a second, he thought his heart might stop. The Wild Hunt. They had been in those stories that Aoife O’Credne told all those years ago when he was still a boy, on those dark and fire-lit nights and the … Continue reading

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Twenty-seven – 01

Maybe I should’ve been worried about those clouds after all.  Bryant frowned up at the sky from the shadows of a tree.  This is not a safe place to be standing.  And yet, the tree was providing some protection from … Continue reading

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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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Twenty-five – 05

[This post is from Hecate’s point of view.] Matt cast a puzzled glance at the both of them as Hecate headed to get him the promised blanket.  “Is she on her way?” Hecate looked at Thordin, who grimaced and shrugged.  … Continue reading

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Twenty-five – 04

[This post is from Hecate’s point of view.] Thordin winced.  “I still—” She shook her head slightly.  “We can’t change the past, my friend.  It took me a long time to figure that out—among other things.  I live with the … Continue reading

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