Shay's Journal

Feather Brained

Shay was almost certain she could hear chickens in her kitchen, but that was totally absurd.

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Shay's Journal

Perran the Spriggan

No one gets hurt, it’s all back by Sunday. It’s only fun if everyone is having fun. Otherwise, it stops.

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Shay’s Timeline, Part 3, Conclusion: Returning

As we neared the ruins of the ancient castle near to the Heart of Woodland I breathed in the scent of the trees. I felt the canopy filtered sunlight playing across my skin. I could hear the flow of water and the sounds of all the wild things that live in the hidden depths of the forest. The air tasted of blossoms and honey. There really is no place so lovely as Woodland in the spring.

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Shay’s Timeline, Part 2: Leaving

Knowledge of what lies within Ellesbeth cairn is whispered at firesides by the very old to those young enough to believe them. Most people avoid graves. I went to find a way in.

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Shay’s Timeline, Part 1: Arriving

I arrived in Woodland with nothing but my name, the clothes I wore, and that case of salt. It was a buzzing environment. I liked the hustle and bustle of the place. It was as though all the best parts of the world, without any of the bad, had come together in one perfect setting. It was a pure wonder to me.

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Blackkoven’s Captain, Part 6: Chain

He didn’t want to die, but if he was going to, it seemed better to him to cross the Styx from this place than on some forsaken battle ground, fighting some other man’s war.

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Blackkoven’s Captain Part 3: Fire

Shay could clearly see everything. Everything. That was wrong. It couldn’t have been more than midnight, and it was a new moon out. It should have been dark as the deepest sea. She looked down at the blade of her sword. A glowing, flickering orange, reflected back.

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