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Saga Mac Brón: Chapter 16
Joseph Breslin Joseph Breslin

Saga Mac Brón: Chapter 16

Fabian Middalur drew his sword. He was Lord of Gray Keep, in the Wild Wood east of the Empire Road. Monsters dwelt here, between Talahm-lár and Black Lands, and one more had fallen into his hands.

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Saga Mac Brón: Chapter 15
Joseph Breslin Joseph Breslin

Saga Mac Brón: Chapter 15

He pressed down on Mac Brón’s chest. Warmth seeped from his fingers, and into the barbarian’s heart. After a few moments, Tammet felt a heartbeat. The chest rose and fell. But something was wrong. Something moved beneath the man’s skin. Mac Brón opened his mouth, screamed, and then fell back.

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Saga Mac Brón: Chapter 14
Joseph Breslin Joseph Breslin

Saga Mac Brón: Chapter 14

The other lords, and even the common folk, reminded him of his status by calling him the Steward of Ketch, though he was Lord of Ketch, and acting steward of all Talahm-lár. The emperor’s hand—and now his heir—did not take these things as slights. He was not interested in the glow of power, only the thing itself.

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Saga Mac Brón: Chapter 13
Joseph Breslin Joseph Breslin

Saga Mac Brón: Chapter 13

Dim torches had been placed into the wall, but only at the longest intervals. Big as it was in some places, the great gray cabal squeezed into the rocky tube, filling it, bunching, and gathering mass as it went, like something being collected and compacted. Vile. Intestinal. Mac Brón felt his own throat heave.

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Saga Mac Brón: Chapter 12
Joseph Breslin Joseph Breslin

Saga Mac Brón: Chapter 12

His hands were tied behind him, and he could not stop his fall. A sharp black stone raked across his face as he pitched into the forest floor. Tammet stifled a cry, unwilling to give even that to his captors.

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Saga Mac Brón: Chapter 11
Joseph Breslin Joseph Breslin

Saga Mac Brón: Chapter 11

She did not answer. All of her concentration was on the barbarian. He did not doubt that she was exerting much of her power just to keep his mind intact, nor that these efforts alone stayed off the things that waited above him.

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Saga Mac Brón: Chapter 10
Joseph Breslin Joseph Breslin

Saga Mac Brón: Chapter 10

Wyverheld loomed over the land like a stone dragon. From the farmlands below, one could not even see the mighty keep within, but only the curtain walls that rose straight from the rock, as if grown from the granite itself, and also the long sea wall that plummeted down its western slope, stretching out a half-mile into the Ocean Sea.

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Saga Mac Brón: Chapter 8
Joseph Breslin Joseph Breslin

Saga Mac Brón: Chapter 8

[H]e remembered the gaping mouth that came out of the ocean, and the look of the water as it cascaded down its throat, rolling over rings of jagged teeth that spiraled down its dark gullet, like a stairway to hell. The teeth always stayed with him. They were an obscenity; all of different sizes and shapes, having no common theme but death. These lands were like them.

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Saga Mac Brón: Chapter 7
Joseph Breslin Joseph Breslin

Saga Mac Brón: Chapter 7

A narrow and more jagged trail snaked down from the left, intersected the highway, then continued south until it bore into the canyon wall to their right. That opening seemed to gape at them, inviting unpleasant considerations about where it led.

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Saga Mac Brón: Chapter 6
Joseph Breslin Joseph Breslin

Saga Mac Brón: Chapter 6

There was an oppressive feeling in the air that made him want to open his pack, and put his sword in his hand. He swore he could hear the Péistghrá pacing just beyond the walls.

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Saga Mac Brón: Chapter 5
Joseph Breslin Joseph Breslin

Saga Mac Brón: Chapter 5

The cold from the lake whipped up, assaulting Tammet’s eyes and cheeks. Yet he thanked the wind, for it made him vigilant, and cleared his head. After what seemed ages, they reached the bottom. A barge sat on the water, and a single lamp hung within it.

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Saga Mac Brón: Chapter 4
Joseph Breslin Joseph Breslin

Saga Mac Brón: Chapter 4

And beyond that, he thought, you can expect no more. After all, he was of Smaragd. His father’s kingdom lay outside the borders of Talahm-lár. She was not his empress, nor the boy his emperor.

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Saga Mac Brón: Chapter 3
Joseph Breslin Joseph Breslin

Saga Mac Brón: Chapter 3

He saw his mother, and ran to her. The two clutched each other, and looked with awe upon a tall man. The warrior’s hair was red; his sword, a deep, unnatural black, and twisted near the point.

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Saga Mac Brón: Chapter 2
Joseph Breslin Joseph Breslin

Saga Mac Brón: Chapter 2

At the mountain’s crest, the black trees pulled back, as if they feared White Rock. Gray pebbles littered the floor here, and Mac Brón’s dragging sword left a jagged path behind him as he made for the peak.

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The Heretic of Ugvar-Zad
Joseph Breslin Joseph Breslin

The Heretic of Ugvar-Zad

The high cleric smiled. He’d perfected that smile. Smooth words, and sweet gestures; these were the tools of his trade. But they deflected off the man of war like drops of water rolling down glass.

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