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  1. Chapter 19: Shahin


    August 13, 2015 by Lyn

    Have some courtesy, Have some sympathy, and some taste.

    Excluding minotaurs, vampires, and giants, the second week of Addergoole had been almost normal. Friday evening found the three of them sprawled in Shahin’s room, studiously ignoring their homework and bemoaning the lack of subterranean nightlife.… Read on

  2. Interlude: Loose Ends and Leftovers


    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

  3. Chapter 10: Shahin


    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

  4. Chapter 7: Shahin


    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

  5. Chapter 4: Shahin


    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

  6. Chapter 1: Shahin


    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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