Tag: The Hunter
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Patina – Chapter 138
As night proceeded, the assault fell into a routine of ebb and flow. The people of Belacqua on the barricades emptied their arsenal of bullets, holy water grenades and fire bombs, lighting the dark in crimson and golden bursts of flames as the Eerie’s shrieks rose into the freezing air. With each time more monstrous…
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Patina – Chapter 137
For a time, it even seemed they could win. The muzzles lit up the night and the echoes of blasting bullets tore apart the silence – together with the screams, the yowls of pain from the Eerie and the creaking growl from the breach as the increasing pressure finally got the best of the haphazard…
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Patina – Chapter 136
The cold was settling in even through the deepest reaches of the Generator. As the sun stopped bathing Belacqua in its light and the leftover heat escaped, Arguta and the others had to put on thicker and thicker clothes. It was getting hard to work with gloves and coats, and metal was turning deathly cold…
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Patina – Chapter 135
Amarco, the Constable, was helping just like everyone else. The Hunter’s chest hurt at the thought he’d just been handling out holy water and wallowing in pity. Another thing he ought to be grateful to Sadja for. It was a growing list. “Hunter!” He greeted him, standing up from his labor, gesturing to another worker…
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Patina – Chapter 134
The Hunter looked nervously at the sky, following the trace of the sun as it climbed down towards the horizon, pulling shadows gaunt and tight. “More water this way!” He shouted, reaching for the next container, but they were completely out of vials. What was Elissa doing? They were supposed to have more than this!…
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Patina – Chapter 132
Everyone in Belacqua would, for whatever time they had left, remember where they were when it happened. Whether they were with friends or alone, maybe on duty on the ramparts. Whatever they were doing, one thing was the same for everyone: it was a beautiful and finally clear day in late February, according to the…
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Patina – Chapter 130
Sadja saw her again by the time of mid-winter celebration. There was not much to celebrate, besides the fact that somehow Belacqua kept holding on, day after day. Each night someone fell to the Eerie, or to a bursting pipe, or to some other accident. The town’s population dwindled and for those who remained, food…
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Patina – Chapter 127
Sadja assisted as Hunter skinned the huge Timberwolf. It was a beautiful creature, and one of the few beasts she had seen that still held to its natural proportions. By assisting, that meant she stood a few paces away, silver arrow cocked to her bow, looking for any hostiles that might like to get the…
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Patina – Chapter 126
Maybe it really had something to do with Sadja’s mood and personal growth, but ever since she risked traveling through the night forest to guide her moth-friends home, the Hunter had seen sadja much happier. In the following days the storm did lift up a bit, allowing for moments when patches of blue sky could…
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Patina – Chapter 124
When the glider returned the Hunter was already there, waiting for them in the same spot they had left – the night still lingered, hooked on the corners of the sky by a thin purple sheen. The last stars streaked to the west and Sadja pulled away from the window as she saw his grave…
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