Chapter 9.3 -Sentence

On the spring-greened ocean, a forest of masts and sails stretched from horizon to horizon. Heather stood atop the southern wall of the fortress, breathless in the stiff, cold wind off the sea. She’d begun counting from west to east, minutes ago. She’d lost count...

Chapter 9.2 – Sentence

It took three days for Heather’s sense of balance to restore itself. On the second day, Ramdas shuffled in, with a large bandage bound against his side where the crossbow bolt had struck him. “Looking rough there, Lieutenant,” Heather said, putting her notebook down....

Chapter 9.1 – Sentence

Stone crunched in their wake as they fled south down the corridor, away from Victor’s hulking pursuit. His laughter had stopped, and been replaced by the ominous, floor-shaking tread of his adamant sarcophagus. A stone broke with a sound like a rifle shot, and Ramdas...

Chapter 9.0 – Sentence

Heather’s mind raced as they began down the slope of the mountainside, staring at the fortress far in the distance. It’s going to take us a few hours to march there. Think. We all got up and got ready without having a plan. Because they assumed you already had one....