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“O, joyous morning to thee, Lady Jen!” Harv cried as I entered the chancellor’s living room. “How was thy night, my friend?” Paul offered to let us stay with him at his home after the meeting with the coven. As the alternative would’ve been either a stall in Chidi’s barn or returning to the floor of the bathhouse, we’d warily accepted the offer. I’d half expected to be shown a spare coffin to sleep in—and would’ve hopped right in it, too; I was dead on my feet—but the Nomad

“Sandra Graves,” I said in a loud, clear voice. “Are you here?” The only response I got from the empty room was a soft whimpering, though I knew better than to mistake the mewling of my friend Kevin for a ghost. The big baby was standing so close behind me that I could feel his nervous breath on the back of my neck, and his shaking hand was hovering over my shoulder. “Sandra Graves,” I repeated, trying to put Kevin’s shenanigans out of my mind. “If you’re in the room with us,

My aching eyes scanned the screen before me, re-reading the same line for the fifth time. “I’m sorry, but the file you provided covered...

“On your mark.” He took a deep breath as he crouched down at the ready, fingertips lightly grazing the lip of the block. He shut out the...

Something about the air tasted different today. Normally, the miasma of car emissions, sewage, and urine lent the air a unique, if not...

When winter first descended on the town of Marble every year, its elderly residents turned to one another and shared knowing looks. “My,...

The night Landon Kessler’s life ended, they played parcheesi. It was a very common sight around the dinner table on Wednesday nights....

“May the light of the suns guide you.” My eyes snapped open at the sound of the voice. A massive gray-blue expanse stretched out...

“Have you ever been on a bounty before?” “No.” I pulled at the collar of my gambeson, the sheep’s wool sweltering in the heat. “Got any...

I whipped through a copse of decades old trees, allowing the air to carry me along through their swaying branches and rustling leaves....

“C'mon. You expect me to believe that load of milgak?” The Skiidarian's mandibles parted in his species' creepily threatening equivalent...

When I woke up that morning, the first sign that something was off was that I still had all my covers. I slowly raised my aching head...