New Schedule

Hi all,

Well, it is time I admit the obvious: I just don’t have the time to keep updating Winter Rain every day.  The last couple of weeks have been proof of that. 

So, starting now, Winter Rain will update three days a week: Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday.

There will be an ep tonight.

Thanks for your understanding.

Chris.

Winter Rain, part 23

I round the corner and Elish is just ahead, on the far side of the street, still heading south.  I can’t see Brennan anywhere, but he must be close: his scent is still strong in the air.  As I hoped, the area around the new high school is dark and quiet. I bark a warning again—stop, [...]


Winter Rain, part 22

Alleyways, yards, parks, and short sprints across side streets.  Easy.  Humans don’t see well at night, especially if you stick to the shadows and they to the light.  Which is always the way. Stay out of the headlights of cars, though.  Another hard-learned lesson. I can smell Brennan and Elish ahead.  Nobody else yet.  But I’m behind, [...]


Winter Rain, part 21

The smile isn’t even a temptation any more.  In charge.  I haven’t really thought that part through, have I.  He really does think I’m going to fuck this all up, and that Faolan is going to take it out on him.  Because he’s in charge.  And that’s what Faolan does when you fail him. “I don’t want [...]


Winter Rain, part 20

She’s right: in my natural form, I’ll have more options.  My voice will carry better, for one thing.  A called warning might be enough.  Though knowing Faolan, probably not.  But I’ll be able to see better, and find the others by scent.  Human form is pretty limiting for this kind of thing—especially at night. I run [...]


Winter Rain, part 19

“Tara, keep up with them,” I say as I jump between two couples at a run, “I’m on my way.”  Someone curses behind me, but I’m already gone.  I glance over my shoulder, then forward along the street, but there is traffic in both directions. “No!” Conlan’s voice snarls.  “Tiergan, stay where you are!  Tara, let [...]


Winter Rain, part 18

“What the fuck did you do?” Conlan’s voice yells into my ear. Tara enters the intersection.  I yank back the urge to turn, and watch her reflection in the glass.  She doesn’t even glance at me.  She jumps into a run to avoid a car.  At least, that’s the convenient excuse. “Conlan,” she says, “they haven’t turned [...]