After tossing and turning all night, she’d slept little. When she did, she dreamed of a snowy field covered with ravens. Black and shiny, they had lifted from the snow in a mass and flown away as if they were one bird. Soundless. No cawing. No rush of air from their many wings. Eerie silence. Ell...
The fierce pounding in her head stole her breath for a moment, silencing the mumbled drone of the sounds she was making. Words? What had she been saying? The last thing she remembered was working her way into the wreckage, searching for Angus. She felt as though the lightning had split her skull ...
These mountains were riddled with caves where men could hide. They were on Penwyms hill above the old MacAnalen village, which was where he kenned they’d be bound before he ever agreed to this trip. It was the very place he’d suggested to Angus as they made their escape from the invaders’ camp. B...
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He slept fitfully, turning his head and shrugging one shoulder as if dreaming he still lay trapped under the horse, trying to extricate himself. She reached out and touched his arm. “Ye’re fine, Da. Go to sleep. All is well.” She sighed with relief when he settled and his breathing deepened into ...