chapel orahamm
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I was sore, tired, and hungry again by the time we emerged from the woods on the opposite end of the castle from where we left off to the village.
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“You doing any better?” Sylwyn asked from the kitchen where he was putting away a couple bags of groceries.
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I dropped my bags next to the shoe rack when the door clicked behind us. A sigh escaped me as I absorbed the gentle light of the setting sun in the courtyard. This had to be one of the more beautiful times of day to see the apartment.
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Because sometimes I get tired of keeping my stuff on BlueSky pg13/16 but I don’t feel like flagging my account as adult because then I’d get absolutely no traction there. This is also why I have my books set as “subscription” after the 3rd chapter – because it helps deter the AI scrubbers and makes…
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“You’re not joking. You’re seriously going to just leave me here?” I hissed between my teeth. Rowan and I stood in front of a pair of imposing doors. Laughter and the timbre of feet and music scratched along my nerve endings.
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Over the course of the ten minutes it took to clear his lungs of the liquid and his skin to come back to a normal temperature, Fane had time to sort through the memories he now could flip through easily. It was all at the edge of his fingertips. Nothing hid from him behind walls…
Chapel Orahamm 