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  • First Storm

    Chapter One Above the city of Arvila, a hawk cut across the open sky, wings molding the air into an invisible path. It glanced from side to side. The sweeping ...

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  • The Chronograph

    They were dead. They were all dead. His hands shook, making the printout all but impossible to read. What had he done? What will he do? Conley walked back into ...

    6 min read


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— Suzanne Rivard