Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 104
104 "Well of course they're not real, you idiot!" Everything stopped. The pressure around Bartholomew's neck disappeared and he crashed down to the snow with a rather unceremonious bump. He gasped for air before anything else, sucking it in as...
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 103
103 It all happened so fast, faster than Bartholomew could even process. He saw it happening well enough, but if felt like his brain was a few seconds behind. The gigantic black Wolf grabbed Dean by the head and just... twisted it around, like it was...
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 102
102 "Come on, put your back into it, Nicky!" Bartholomew said, shovelling a heap of snow in his brother's general direction. "Sod off, Bart!" "You call that shovelling? I bet old 'Thello's grandmum could shovel better than that, and she's got a hook...
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 101
101 The stone was heavy in Jonah's hands. He knew what he had to do with it, but... it wasn't that simple. _Yes it is, you bloody coward. You just have to put it down. So just do it and get it done. Time is ticking away._ Yeah. Just 'put it down'....
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 100
100 Ander slowly started to rise, a loose coil of rope still dangling from his hand. It felt like he was caught in a terrible dream where everything came to pass at only half the speed, like he was stuck deep underwater and had to fight and push with...
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 99
99 Even though she went from darkness to darkness, the transition from dreaming to waking was not seamless. There was a difference between seeing nothing but black because your eyes were covered, and seeing nothing but black because your eyes no...
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 98
98 Death. Everywhere around her. She could smell it, taste it, hear it, feel it, but most of all, she could _see_ it, dancing in front of her eyes as a thick, black line. It was like a serpent without head or tail, just an endless band of darkness...
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 97
97 No sooner had they taken the first steps out of the crumbling trench that had almost served as Shekka's grave than a figure appeared among the swirling spirals of snow. It was only a black silhouette from this distance, backlit by a stuttering line...
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 96
96 Ander did not know how long he stared at that hand. In reality, it couldn't have been more than a second, but to him, it lasted far longer. Those long, sharp claws. The thin, emaciated fingers. The bony knuckles. How many times had he taken that...
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 95
95 Ander's fingers had gone completely numb, but that was okay. He could dig much faster without that burning sensation. _You're not my son..._ He plunged his hands into the ditch. _I don't have any sons..._ He scraped them through the snow. _I...
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 94
She had one hand curled beneath her chin, and the torchlight threw her face into a stark contrast of light and shadow, making her tears shine like torches themselves, but the one thing that stood out the most was her smile.
Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 93
93 "Nilia, I'm - Oof! I'm okay I - Oof! I swear!" Mateo was cold, he was hungry, he was tired, he was fairly certain that Nilia had cracked at least four of his ribs during her overly enthusiastic hug (even the non-enthusiastic ones were no laughing...