Fyskar: Ch 7

The house lay dark save for the banked fire. Eoin eased himself in through the door to be greeted by Seonaid and Fearchar cuddled on the floor in front of the hearth. They looked up at him and smiled as he entered. Eoin nodded a hello. “A job well done, doc!” Fearchar untangled himself from … Continue reading Fyskar: Ch 7