July 2, 2009
It was impossible to tell from whom the scream originated. It may have been both of them. It may have been only one. In either case, as Gavriel and Vi rocketed down the stone chute, there was screaming.
The chute showed little sign of ending. Ditto the screaming. It was, however, [...]
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May 14, 2009
“Are you ready?”
“I was born ready.”
“It’s not going to be pretty.”
“It’s never pretty.”
“Neither are you.”
“Shut up, Gavriel.”
“As you wish, Vi.”
The duo was silent for a long moment. A slight breeze wafted past, tugging lightly at the hem of Gavriel’s sorcerer’s robe and tugging a few stands loose from Vi’s swordswoman’s braid. Gavriel breathed deeply, taking [...]
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