Date Night with Sani
I shrugged and shimmied a little closer to him. “I am not worried, not as much as I should be.”
Sani’s arms tightened protectively around me. “That’s your animal side coming out. I’m proud, but oh so worried.”
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Enter: Demon Hating Skinwalker
“Thank you, Sani. You are a good man. But… What of this shaman? Will she not look for you?” I could not believe I was asking that. Of course, she will be looking for him.
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Swimming to Get Clean
I normally avoided collecting remora. They did not understand when I shifted back to human form. But today, I felt the need to gorge. Maybe it was because I had recently emptied my stomach. Perhaps it was because hearing about someone else hunting ignited the primal need within me, but it was there.
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Is It Really Espionage if I Am Invited?
I had docked a few days ago and slowly eased my way back into the city. Every day I walked a little further, and every day I ran back to my boat, to my hallowed ground.
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Ghosts From the Past, Part II
I gasped, waking from the dream, and looked around. Cecelia’s ghost stood nearby, and I wanted to run to her. “You avenged me, and yet, you have not.”
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Ghosts From the Past, part I
I curled up on the cushions in front of the steerage. Even in the lockdown, the music of the city rang true, and I could feel the magic drawing me forward. I knew, intrinsically, that I had made the right decision in coming to New Orleans, even if the city was not my favourite place. I closed my eyes, wrapped myself around the pillows like a tiny dragon clutching her hoard, and fell asleep.
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