The first time that he had appeared, he’d scared her. He’d told her that sometimes, jumping between realms via “the Reflection” didn’t quite go smoothly, especially if he didn’t know exactly where he was going…and that first time, he hadn’t had a clue. In spite of that initial fear, Anemone was glad Florian had accidentally crash-landed in her studio. Sure, he ha...

The hands that hauled Ochiba Shigure’s body out of the water weren't Bakar’s–they were too small, nevermind that the much larger Steamforge had been too far away from her when the ice shattered. She'd dropped into the lake like a stone, and as soon as the icy water engulfed her, it had snatched her breath away and scrambled her thoughts before she could employ the use of her own Tidecaller magic. She’d begun to kick her feet on instinct, but it was quick...

No one in their right mind was out in the snow today, so of course it made sense that Hayden was slowly carving a path through the piles of powdery white that had accumulated on the streets overnight. Edmond, had he known, likely would have told her to take the day off, but a day off in the book store and a day off at home largely looked the same to her. It made no sense not to go in, and besides, the man was away on business. It wasn't like he could stop her. She’d seen a few others...