Jessie was cold.

It was that deep cold, seeping into your bones, making you feel as if you would never be warm again.

Shivering, she huddled closer against the wall, dragging her threadbare rags tighter around her. As if that would help. There had been no food today, or yesterday. The day before there had been that loaf of bread she’d managed to ( Read more... )

Ilaria had been an ugly little duckling for most of Icarus’ life.

She wasn’t like the other daemons, hadn’t kept changing all through his childhood. She’d just been there, all brown feathers and stunted little wings, following him around. It wasn’t that he didn’t love her, she was his daemon and their bond was unbreakable. It was just when he saw ( Read more... )

Leon knew that by now he shouldn’t be shocked by anything Gwaine did. But the man had forgotten his own mother’s birthday. That was a bit much, even for Gwaine. And now Gwaine was trying to rope him into taking part in a farce that was ridiculous, even by Gwaine’s standards.

“Please! You don’t know what Mum’s like!”

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It was strange, Merlin thought, as he sat in the late afternoon sunshine reading the paper and drinking a beer. No matter how far he travelled, he always came back to this place.

It was a small town in Somerset, popular with tourists and hippies. There were shops full of new age tat, over-priced jewellery and books that nobody would ever really read ( Read more... )

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