Candor did not return to the underground chamber. She did not know if the club had met again, or if she had been invited. She did not...

Candor paused to look out over the sea. Her arms hung limply by her side, and she tried to catch her breath. It had been nearly a month...

“Woden Thorn,” The voice betrayed a dark smile. “We meet again.” Letti remembered the blackness of the Udarov, the paralysis of the...

“They’re gone,” Letti breathed. The plains seemed to bulge with the blackness; little illumination from the moon offered no additional...

Candor woke a few hours later, feeling both remarkably refreshed and also as though her muscles had been struck repeatedly with various...

Letti watched as Thorn untied the captain and the soldier from Ean and Enri. He left the young soldier who had defended Letti on the...

Candor woke the next morning with a sense of both relief and dread. Examining her memories of the day before as she dressed, Candor grew...

Letti sat with her back against the cold, mud-packed wall of a small barrow. Miraculously, Thorn, Letti, and the horses had found their...

Candor returned to her room after a short meal, utterly spent. As she opened the door, she froze. Something was different than she had...

Letti stood, breathing hard on the green behind Garthien’s tower. In the days since their arrival, Letti had slowly begun to explore...

Candor leaned over the long counter that ran through the center of the library. Between it, a few students pored over stacks of books,...

Thorn paced, waiting. Though he had been travelling with companions for a while now, new routines could not mask the old habits,...

Pink light forced Candor’s eyes open, and she blinked, staring up at dust moats that swirled below an ornately decorated ceiling. She...

Letti bent over, hands on her knees, trying to catch her breath. A young girl, perhaps of nine or ten, stood opposite her. The Nirans...

Candor awoke to a bright stream of sunlight staining the floor of the hall a bright yellow. Rolling over, Candor gasped in pain, her...

Letti’s legs screamed as she swung down from her horse. Thorn and Letti had run as fast as they ever had, charging through the...

Candor watched the storm clouds roll over her, the wind rifling through her hair. Her braids kept most of it from her face, but a few...

“You should sleep.” Thorn advised the girls. “We all should. We will not be attacked down here.” Needing little in the way of...

The next morning, after Candor woke both her companions, Thorn led the three through the Aiadar. Candor’s muscles were tighter than...

Candor could smell the sea before she could see it. After the heavy, humid stench of the sewers, the scent of saltwater felt clean. It...