Jenna Eatough – Page 49 – Mist Glen Moon

Minds

He laughed in Jess’ face. Especially disconcerting since he laughed in her face. Stop that, she thought. The words bounced around trying gain purchase against his mirth which died as abruptly as it had begun. I don’t joke like that. They’ll think I’m insane. Was she?

Escaped

A clip hit me from the direction of Vincent’s desk. My reprimand was halted by his wide eyes and quill twitching left. Turning I gasped. Gears whizzing imperceptibly in the factory’s dim Ottoline chugged into the room. I’d secured him. How’d the mechkanic gotten loose?

Infiltration

Nothing like infiltrating the Kedoldan Empire. The freighters offering discreet passage weren’t anyone’s idea of luxury. Months creeping through space. Bad rations. Water that had been recycled a hundred past recommendation. Not to mention the smells from alien bodies in close confinement.

Choices be Cursed

Elaweth, preeminent enchantress of Veth, had never bowed before Afanad hoard. She was a bulwark between her people’s light and their waves of chaos. A role she had been born too, but one she had accepted without hesitation. At least until today. Now she questioned. Late.

Elements

Wind. Fire. Water. Closing her eyes, Eowini let her chant wash through her splinter of the ephemeral entities she represented. Calm. Her breath slowed as she centered.

I miss moments like this more than anything

Lives

Perdyn stepped slightly in front of him, not obscuring his view of the youth. “Technically, we’ve met before. He was at my naming.” Sorrel raised one shoulder, a spitting reflection of his grandfather. He should have seen it earlier. They’d both been trouble.

Gears

I snapped my watch closed, slipping it into my pocket. The baggage cart clicked by, its mechanics as perturbed by the late train as I.

I knew what I'd done as soon as the door closed

Bargain

I ignored the circling warriors crossing the chamber’s threshold. I clutched the beacon as the door clicked locked. “I would bargain with Geltrude.”

Magic and Learning

This will be a quick post because I’m still exhausted from the trip to Writers of the Future (WotF) and back. Yesterday, I talked about the awards ceremony at WotF, but today I wanted to touch on a part I find even more exciting than the awards ceremony: the workshop! In addition to an evening…

Harried

Hallstienn veered as hoodlums dived before him. He could take a hit, but not Cireg. He’d escaped with the Cireg and arrived home mostly unscathed, to have children harry him?

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