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interlude

  • Phoenix Rising – Interlude #8, Michi

    Image by vat loai from Pixabay Michi put her hand to her forehead. There was no denying it. Her mind was going. Her memory was faultier than it had been before. The Devas were barely letting her see Kagome because… Continue reading

  • Phoenix Rising – Interlude #7, Fabrice

    Image by kirill_makes_pics from Pixabay Fabrice breathed a sigh of relief. He’d hated leaving the vacation home on Cova, but it                                                                                                                                                                                was necessary. Even Esmerie agreed with him – something she was doing far more of these days now that… Continue reading

  • Phoenix Rising – Interlude # 6, Michi

    Image by hshotels from Pixabay Michi cuddled with Kagome, holding her daughter close as Kavindra droned on about the meetings coming up. “Kavindra, do we have any word on where my granddaughters are?” she interrupted the woman’s flow. Kavindra sighed.… Continue reading

  • Phoenix Rising – Interlude # 5, Eire

    Image by Andrys Stienstra from Pixabay It was three weeks to Himostava, and Eire was fuming. Every attempt he’d made to get his granddaughters home to their parents before the holiday had backfired. The Arpathi wouldn’t take the twins back,… Continue reading

  • Phoenix Rising – Interlude #4, Fabrice

    Image by Nicola Giordano from Pixabay Fabrice rubbed his temples. Esmerie brought him some coffee. “How deeply does Michi Nakano’s control of the Assembly go?” he muttered, staring at over a hundred reports spread out across his desk. “Far deeper… Continue reading

  • Phoenix Rising – Interlude #3, Eire

    Image by Andreas Schlereth from Pixabay Eire growled under his breath. Michi Nakano had taken his granddaughters. She’d attacked his family directly. He was not going to let this stand. But how was he going to find them? He’d already… Continue reading

  • Phoenix Rising – Interlude # 2 – Fabrice Benoit

    Image by Steve Buissinne from Pixabay Esmerie snatched the bottle from his hand. “You’re disgusting, Fabrice,” she snapped. “Positively revolting.” “That’s our son,” Fabrice said. At least he thought that was what he’d said. It was hard to tell with… Continue reading