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  1. Chapter 44: Kailani

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    August 21, 2015 by Lyn

    Oh, it’s like I started breathing on the night we kissed,
    And I can’t remember what I ever did before

    “…That’s how I’d solve it, at least.” Kai looked up shyly at Vlad, uncertain if she’d overstepped her bounds. People could get really touchy about help with their homework, sometimes, but he had asked.… Read on


  2. Chapter 43: Shahin

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    August 21, 2015 by Lyn

    Girl you’re beautiful, you’re ’bout near perfect
    But I bet somebody’s already told you that

    By Wednesday, it had become routine to wake up in Emrys’ bed, to sit at his table with his horrid friends – with the horrible Agatha, the slightly less horrible Dysmas, their creepy pets, and the relatively nice Anatoliy – for meals, to time her conversations so that no-one really noticed that she didn’t speak unless she was spoken to.… Read on


  3. Chapter 31: Shahin

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    August 18, 2015 by Lyn

    Before I put another notch in my lipstick case
    You better make sure you put me in my place

    It took every iota of self-control Shahin had to keep her expression calm and her spine straight as she walked into the Dining Hall at Emrys’ side Sunday morning.… Read on


  4. Interlude: Ambrus

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    August 17, 2015 by Lyn

    Outside Regine’s door, Ambrus struggled to keep his legs from shaking. Not here, please, not here. He nodded politely to Solomon, who was eyeing him considerately.

    “You should come by my apartment sometime tomorrow, Ambrus,” he said lightly, though he was making eye contact with surprising firmness and intent, “I have a couple books I think you’d like.”… Read on


  5. Chapter 16: Shahin

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    August 13, 2015 by Lyn

    Searching our hearts for so long…

    Sunday, early afternoon, found Shahin sitting in the waiting room of Dr. Caitrin’s office. She wasn’t alone there; a half-dozen girls sat in the plush chairs; all but one still appeared human, but even the girl who had a sharp ridge of bone horns down the center of her skull also had a look of lost panic.… Read on


  6. Interlude: Loose Ends and Leftovers

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    August 13, 2015 by Lyn

    Taro had his arm around Kailani’s waist, and she was resting her head on his shoulder, the beaded curls of her hair trailing across his back. They looked companionable, cuddly, cozy. Like a couple.

    Conrad’s right hand was twitching, so he shoved it in his pocket, mirroring the gesture with his other hand for symmetry, and turned his back on the happy couple.… Read on


  7. Chapter 10: Shahin

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    August 12, 2015 by Lyn

    Shotgun opera, lock and load

    Dr. Regine’s aide-de-camp was blocking the doorway when Shahin, Yngvi, and Aelgifu came to the auditorium for the dance, although the Director herself was nowhere to be seen. His back to the hallway, he seemed oblivious to those behind him, even when Yngvi lightly cleared his throat, so Shahin set her hand on his shoulder to get his attention –

    – and got hit with a miniature storm, a five-second rush of hot wind and electricity like late-August lightning that threatened to knock her off of her feet.… Read on


  8. Chapter 7: Shahin

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    August 12, 2015 by Lyn

    And no more gods

    “You have a lot of clothes.”

    Aelgifu was looking through Shahin’s closet while Shahin got changed for dinner, Yngvi having begged off with an excuse of homework.

    “I do. I made most of them myself, too,” she admitted shyly.… Read on


  9. Chapter 4: Shahin

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    August 12, 2015 by Lyn

    …the way you’re not impressed

    Shahin’s last class of the day was Phys Ed, which had never been her favorite class in her old school. The first “sport” for this year happened to be gymnastics, however, taught by the laconic Luke to a class of about twelve; the small class size made it much less oppressive than huge classes playing violent touch football, and Shahin found herself almost having fun.… Read on


  10. Chapter 1: Shahin

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    August 12, 2015 by Lyn

    Into the Adder’s Hole

    “Bitter exile, isn’t it?” In the middle of a nearly-empty airport, Shahin was startled to hear a voice from behind her echo her own thoughts. She turned around slowly, giving herself time to form an opinion.

    “Cold, empty, and dreary – and I’m from Nebraska.”… Read on


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