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Patina – Chapter 35
Sadja lost count of the hours. Fear and hunger dug their claws deep into her, and she was just waiting for a chance to get free and run… run away. Fast and without looking back. For the time being though, her only companion was the frigid embrace of winter and the bruises left from the…
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Patina – Chapter 34
There had been a time when Cloria swore she would never make use of certain rituals. She was an enlightened, highly-educated and trained Venatrix. Even though people showed more respect to the girls in white much more than they would her, she had never looked back on her decision to leave the Order and take…
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Patina – Chapter 33
The Hunter had to find shelter. Though his heart seemed to know each minute by its name, counting down the remaining hours until the forest truly came out to devour them, he was also in pain, hollow with hunger, and each fiber of his muscles begged for relief. And the girl did not stop fighting. …
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Patina – Chapter 32
As winter began a few weeks earlier than it was supposed to, an entire people’s Vestals and Augurs heralded their hearts and mind against the Tide. So many years after the last war and the the end of open hostilities between mankind and the Old Country, most towns and villages had the luck to have…
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Patina – Chapter 31
When Sadja opened her eyes the strange man was still there. She struggled against the ropes holding her to the vehicle even as it sped through the pines. “Finally awake, hm?” He said, turning to take a look. She growled, but could little else. He had put something around her mouth that kept her from…
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Patina – Chapter 30
Verna’s body played with a remnant of an ancient motor, while her mind was split in three. On the present moment, she was sitting in her quarters in Venexia, looking out of the richly-decorated window onto the city, its red roofs and paved squares hidden by the swift clouds of steam and vaporized holy water.…
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Patina – Chapter 29
A little secret the Hunter had not shared with anyone for the last ten years was that he quite liked snow and the winter time. Cool weather kept him awake and alert, even though it was often hard to withstand, while everything turned white and soothing. Even noises dulled. A watchful peace descended every year…
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Patina – Chapter 28
Cloria’s fingers uncapped the final vial of Verna’s holy water. She crouched before the last man and began to trace holy symbols over his naked torso, muttering spells of protection and rebuke. “May this blessed water shield you from the treachery that lurks in the wood,” she concluded. The man nodded, as did the other…
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Patina – Chapter 27
The morning light shattered in a thousand shards through Elissa’s mind, sending her careening back on naked feet. She stumbled left, right and finally hit the walls to her room, slowly sliding until her body, shaken by raspy breaths, rest on naked legs on the cold marble. She grit her teeth as the images flooded…
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Patina – Chapter 26
Sadja felt at once something was wrong. The father came back inside, he cleaned the saber and gave her a long look. It was always hard to understand their emotions with their black faces and unblinking, glowing eyes. But she could smell his doubt. And something else, beneath. A sense of shame. He shook his…
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