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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 [...]

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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 [...]

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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 [...]

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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 [...]

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Winter Rain, part 17

Conlan’s objection is instantaneous.  “Tiergan!  No!  What are you doing?”  I step into a restaurant entryway and pretend to study the menu, my back to intersection.  It won’t be long.  The reflection should give me a good look at them. “Something’s up, Conlan,” I plead.  “I don’t know what it is, but something’s not right.” “That’s not your [...]

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Winter Rain, part 16

We’re halfway down Longsberg already, and they haven’t turned yet.  What’s with these people?  “They must be heading for Old Town,” I say loud enough for the mic to pick it up.  “Yeah.  Looks that way,” replies Conlan’s voice.  Longsberg is littered with restaurants and clubs, and for all it’s cold, it’s actually a pretty nice night.  The nightlife [...]

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Sleep had not come easily, that night, and I woke early—well before sunrise.  The air was thick with a cold, grey mist, and in the dim light of dawn, even the trees that surrounded us were hard to make out, their presence marked only by an occasional smudge in the grey.  I was freezing, and [...]