We were in the War Room, a round chamber where a root of the inn emerged in a round platform, allowing for a tighter connection to Gertrude Hunt. Innkeepers and our inns existed in symbiosis, always aware of each other but distinct and separate. Linking with the root merged us into one. Screens lined the
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Chapter 4 Part 2
I rushed through the streets. The koo-ko had no trouble keeping up with me despite being about half my height. If needed, all of them, including the First Scholar and two of his helpers, one carrying his hat and the other dragging a long stick of polished blue wood with a bright red tassel attached
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Chapter 4 Part 1
For those of you who enjoyed the Graphic Audio adaptation of Clean Sweep, Sweep in Peace will be released by the same company on March 7. Here is the preorder link. Samples coming soon. The sphinx approached, his movements unhurried, almost lazy, circled the two towers, and lowered himself to the ground by the one
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Innkeeper Cover Reveal
Pssssst. You there, BDH. ::a hand mysteriously appears and motions you into Unicorn Lane:: Come see what I’ve smuggled out for you! I know we’ve all been enjoying Sweep of the Heart and I just had to share what the amazing Doris has created as a cover illustration. Her space backgrounds are always so amazing,
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Chapter 3
Sean frowned at the communication unit. We stood in the narrow alley just outside the door leading to Baha-char, dressed in our travel innkeeper robes, simple garments that hid our clothes. His resolve to not look for Wilmos lasted about as long as his piece of cake. “Nothing?” I guessed. “It’s not even picking him
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Chapter 2
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Chapter 1
There was great wisdom in striking the iron while it was hot. I took a sip of my iced tea and brushed a little bug off the skirt of my yellow sun dress. I was sitting on the back porch of Gertrude Hunt Bed and Breakfast in a comfortable wooden recliner. In front of me
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