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Fourteen – 05

[This post is from Thomas Merlin Ambrose’s point of view.] She was gone when I opened my eyes again.  I didn’t know how long I’d slept, just that the ache had started to recede at least a little and that … Continue reading

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Fourteen – 04

[This post is from Thomas Merlin Ambrose’s point of view.] When the darkness lifted, I was in bed, bundled in blankets, listening to the sound of distant crickets and the wind in the trees.  Every inch of me hurt—hurt more … Continue reading

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Fourteen – 03

[This post is from Thomas Merlin Ambrose’s point of view.] “Lin, dammit, slow down.” I ignored Tory, my head down as I kept walking.  I was determined to get back—hopefully before he and Anne had the time to ask more … 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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Thirteen – 05

[This post is from Hecate’s point of view.] She could tell that he was trying not to sigh again, even as his fingers tightened around the rail.  “What do you make of it?  The story?  The explanation?” Hecate looked up … Continue reading

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Thirteen – 04

[This post is from Hecate’s point of view.] Matt was silent for a few seconds before he sighed again.  “How can you be so sure?” “I’m old,” she said, her tone teasing and light in ways that she never could … Continue reading

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Thirteen – 03

[This post is from Hecate’s point of view.] “Are you all right?” Hecate’s fingers brushed along Matt’s spine as she came up behind him.  His head dipped and he leaned forward slightly against the rail fence that they’d set up … Continue reading

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Thirteen – 02

[This post is from Bryant Tapping’s point of view.] “So what kind of weird feeling is it, Travis, since David’s too unconscious to tell us what’s what?”  Lilah crossed her arms, canteen still in hand.  The teasing smirk that curved … Continue reading

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Thirteen – 01

[This post is from Bryant Tapping’s point of view.] “Are we sure this is the right place?” Bryant Tapping closed his eyes for a moment, exhaling softly as his hands stilled in the process of checking his gear.  Travis’s question … Continue reading

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