Fidheallir
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Chapter 10A Chapter by FidheallirNick kicked an empty tin aside, and leaned against the back of the couch. In spite of the large storm windows, the room seemed small and dark, the air.. |
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Chapter 11A Chapter by FidheallirMacLeod’s became steadily more crowded as the afternoon faded into early autumn dusk. Outside, the sky darkened to a rusty purple and the light .. |
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Chapter 12A Chapter by FidheallirHours later, most of the town’s population was still sitting in MacLeod’s. Every few moments the door would swing open with a gust of chil.. |
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PrologueA Chapter by FidheallirDevon was late. For the first fifteen minutes or so, Nick Jones had thought it nothing important, because his friend was always late. This time, tho.. |
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