6: Of Sunlit Pain

*Content warning: severe injury, post-trauma and depression. “Niamh?” The voice sounded muffled and far away. It said nothing about keys. It made no threats. Was she finally safe from the nightmares? “Can you hear me, Niamh?” Niamh struggled until she could force her eyes open. The world was too bright, everything so blurry. “Easy. Take […]

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5: Of Life’s Cost

An hour later—how was it only an hour?—Jeron perched on a crate in a Mageguild tent, recovering. Kate and Moya had joined him, hunkered on their own crates, one on each side of him. They looked as bleary-eyed and exhausted as he felt. “It was a miracle, Jeron. You said those words about healing, and […]

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1. Of Snow and Pie

She was here, finally. Niamh stepped out of the caravan she’d taken from Bounty, crossing her arms over her chest as a rush of wintry air cut right through her cloak. They’d arrived at the northeast gates of the city right on schedule, and Niamh couldn’t wait to jump out of the swaying cart, get […]

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0: Of Important Missions

It was a fine day for anything except goodbyes. Niamh Starsong gazed around the clearing and sighed. Sun shone through the spring leaves, dappling her friend Sariel’s face with splashes of gold. Source, she was going to miss that face. “Niamh, you look miserable.” Sari interrupted her gloomy thoughts with a wry laugh. “I’m not. […]

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