Half drunk, the lords gathered merrily at the door. They didn’t see the blown-out candle in the window or the winding trail of smoke it left behind. The rich fabrics of their clothes glinted with gold and jewels as they stumbled laughing to the carriage, never noticing the approaching footsteps.
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He was swimming through a sea of winds that spun and whirled without moving as they shouted, calling out to each other in panicked voices. Their cries buffeted him and sent him reeling from one to the other. Each burst burned, and although Matt tried to right himself, his body wouldn’t […]