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  1. Prelude: Ty


    August 24, 2015 by Lyn

    Pink Elephants

    Ty walked Jamian down the hall, trying to keep his emotions from leaking all over the place. From the strained, pale look on his lover’s face, he wasn’t doing so well.

    Not your lover. Not yet. Gods, don’t even think that when he’s like this, or he’ll run away faster than you can sneeze.Read on

  2. Interlude: VanderLinden


    August 24, 2015 by Lyn

    There’s a reason the Nedetakaei call their Daeva the Devourers. Mike stared woefully at his empty glass, wondering how many times he’d filled it. Too many, of course, for the middle of the day, and a work-day at that, and yet not enough.… Read on

  3. Interlude: Solomon and VanderLinden


    August 20, 2015 by Lyn

    Monday night found Reid and VanderLinden sipping brandy in Mike’s office, gossiping about their students and generally avoiding the topics that would set each other off. If they were careful, they could relax and pretend to be good friends until they were both happily buzzed.… Read on

  4. Chapter 39: Jamian


    August 19, 2015 by Lyn

    I will be your father figure
    Put your tiny hand in mine

    He didn’t really want to see Ty and his friends at dinner, but he was too hungry to go hide in his room, so, after Professor Pelletier ended their class in knowing the dirt, Jamian reluctantly headed for the Dining Hall.… Read on

  5. Chapter 36: Jamian


    August 18, 2015 by Lyn

    Forces pulling from the center of the earth again, I can feel it…

    Magic. The word made Jamian twitch, and he refused to think too hard about the concept behind it. Magic either meant that everything going on was irrefutably real, or that he’d gone off the deep end and was heavily medicated in a psych ward somewhere, where doctors could poke at him and write papers on how, genetically, hermaphroditism in men was linked to anti-social behavior and psychotic breaks; right now, he was rooting for the psyche ward.… Read on

  6. Chapter 33.5: Jamian


    August 18, 2015 by Lyn

    At lunchtime, Jamian headed back to his room, figuring that the Gym Teacher Gestapo was unlikely to care if he skipped a meal. Even if they did care, the worst they seemed willing to do was lock him in his room for a day, and right now that seemed more like a blessing than a punishment.… Read on

  7. Interlude: Manira


    August 14, 2015 by Lyn

    The hallways were delicious. Manira moved at a leisurely pace through the darkened hallways, pausing in out-of-the-way places to take in the wonderful aromas of fear and anticipation and desire. It was quite a blend, like Prom Night on steroids, some lurking around with acquisition topmost in their minds, others just wanting to make it through the day.… Read on

  8. Chapter 8: Kailani


    August 12, 2015 by Lyn

    …trust who I’m gonna be

    As the noise rose around the dining hall after Doctor Regine’s announcements, Kailani looked around the room. Luke the gym teacher was definitely flexing wings by the back door to the hall, and Dr. VanderLinden, the Literature teacher, has a set of ram horns curling out of his soft blonde hair.… Read on

  9. Interlude: Regine


    August 12, 2015 by Lyn

    The last class of Friday had come to a close, and Regine gathered her teachers and staff in the conference room beside her office to discuss their charges.

    They spent a few minutes on the returning students – second, third, and fourth cohort, and the one remaining first cohort still in school – and then turned their attention to the twenty shining jewels that were the fifth cohort.… Read on

  10. Chapter 3: Jamian


    August 12, 2015 by Lyn

    …in the Mirror

    After a brief breakfast, Jamian faced his first class with something resembling excitement.

    The class was History of English Literature, with Dr. VanderLinden, who was a laid-back, affable man, too tall, too blonde, and too young-seeming to fit Jamian’s view of a professor.… Read on

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