Urelle was back home and everything was fine...   -----   Chapter 4. Quester leapt, evading the streak of bladed energy that burned waist-high through the air. But even as he did, Urelle's hand reached, formed a claw, and the very air stretched, as though she had grasped its substance like a rippling sheet and pulled. A blast of air caught him in mid-jump, tore at his wings and body, tipped him over. He did not land with his usual grace, but tumbled like a human who had tripped over an unexpected branch; the impact caused [ Continue reading... ]

Well, let's face it, Aunt Vicky knows her niece pretty well, so yeah, she's gonna try that thing... -----     Chapter 2. Urelle drifted down through the air, the airwing enchantment fading away. Still, that's brought me almost half a mile from the house. Should be enough. She was still furious, though a part of her – an increasingly annoying part of her – was starting to sound like Auntie Victoria and telling her that this was a really bad idea. Still… "They could have trusted me!" she muttered, as her toes touched down [ Continue reading... ]

After that Prologue, we start the main story -- with some characters that readers of Phoenix Rising may remember! -------     Chapter 1. "Our mission ended some days ago, Ingram." Ingram Camp-Bel kept himself from jumping in startlement only because he was used to Quester managing to surprise him. The seven-foot-tall Iriistiik was incredibly quiet despite size and his insectoid, chitinous armor. "We agreed to stay and help." After almost two years together, Ingram could read Quester's expressions – which combined [ Continue reading... ]