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  1. Rainfall


    July 21, 2016 by Lyn

    It rained at Martin’s funeral; Meckil made sure of it.

    She wasn’t allowed at the funeral; ancient ancestral promises banned her from hallowed ground across the continent. So she stood outside, under the branches of the linden tree that had Named her, dressed in mourning as befit a widow, heedless of the scandal, and watched, working the Words of the rainfall into Martin’s eulogy.… Read on

  2. Exterlude: Caspian


    July 21, 2016 by Lyn

    Summer, 2000

    The trail had gone cold on him for weeks, but Caspian had picked it up again, found his lead on the border and traced it here.

    Here. This place was listed on one of his Queen’s maps, but it was an old map, and old place, and they assumed the ashanevaei didn’t use it anymore.… Read on

  3. Exterlude: Ylva


    July 8, 2016 by Lyn

    “Merry Christmas, hon.” The waitress, Ylva thought, felt bad for her; at least, she’d been letting her sit there for hours nursing one cup of cocoa, all she had change for right now. “Here, we’re gonna throw the soup out anyway, have a little.”… Read on

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