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Seven – 07

[This post is from Marin’s point of view.] Thom released her, leaning back against the mattress. He rested his hand against her spine and she could feel the weight of his gaze even as he settled in against their pillows. … Continue reading

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Seven – 06

[This post is from Marin’s point of view.] Thom reached out a hand to her and Marin exhaled, standing up and coming to sit with him on the bed. He wrapped both arms around her and held her for a … Continue reading

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Seven – 05

[This post is from Marin’s point of view.] A cradle. Marin sat down heavily in the rocking chair in the corner, bile rising in her throat. She tried to swallow it back down, to ignore the sourness that slicked the … Continue reading

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Seven – 04

[This post is from Marin’s point of view.] It was Thom that broke the silence again, after another dozen steps, as they drew closer to their own door and the promise of dry clothes, warm blankets, and their bed. “Do … Continue reading

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Seven – 03

[This post is from Marin’s point of view.] Thom held her tightly. She could hear the steady thumb of his heart as she rested her head against his chest, her lips drawn tight into a thin line. The cotton of … Continue reading

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Seven – 02

[This post is from Marin’s point of view.]                 “Mar?”                 She turned toward the sound of her husband’s voice, blinking back tears she hadn’t realized had pricked her eyes rimming her lashes.  Thom paused, his brows knitting, as if … Continue reading

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Seven – 01

[This post is from Marin’s point of view.] The rain ebbed, though the sky remained gray, the clouds heavy. There was a faint chill in the air, the promise of autumn and winter nearer than the calendar implied—or would imply, … Continue reading

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Five – 06

[This post is from Phelan’s point of view.] “Why then?” Jacqueline asked, glancing at Hecate, her brow arching slightly. “Why when it starts to snow?” “Because some will wait that long to march, thinking our defenses will be less.” Hecate … Continue reading

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Five – 05

[This post is from Phelan’s point of view.] “Here.” Phelan brought the two mugs of coffee over, one to Marin and the other to Hecate. Marin seemed to enter some sort of state of bliss as soon as she took … Continue reading

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Five – 04

[This post is from Phelan’s point of view.] For a few seconds, J.T. just stared at her as if disbelieving, as if the words she’d just spoken didn’t make sense. Hecate reached for his hand, squeezed his fingers, and he … Continue reading

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