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Week - 162

Firejewel: Part One
by sara_mossflower
Description: Dayne shook the foreboding feeling she had just experienced in the Kyrii's vicinity, and moved along to the rack of necklaces that he had been inspecting. Almost immediately, one caught her eye.

Week - 163

Firejewel: Part Two
by sara_mossflower
Description: I had the Windscythe at my belt, secure in the scabbard Aly had given me the previous year, as well as what I thought of as my WindRoads outfit.

Week - 164

Firejewel: Part Three
by sara_mossflower
Description: "I'll get her for this," I snarled. "I don't care if Dayne is perfectly alive and well by the end of all this -- Frey's going too far..."

Week - 165

Firejewel: Part Four
by sara_mossflower
Description: "Follower," she soundlessly told me. A follower? Someone had been tracking us? Why?

Week - 166

Firejewel: Part Five
by sara_mossflower
Description: "We need explanations," began Aly. "First of all, Dayne, how did you free yourself from the ropes? Can you remember?"

Week - 167

Firejewel: Part Six
by sara_mossflower
Description: Dayne stabilized herself by putting her arms around my waist. "Take us down there," I ordered.

 
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