I have a hunch that Cianán is an ethereal being, and the vial just may be a key, a key that may fully bring him into this world.
At some point everyone has to realize just how out of place he is. Declan knows this. I think the Bresnhan's may sense he is different
What are the Bresnahans' louts thinking, that they can act as they do with impunity?
More please and thanks!!
I remember watching TV shows and movies with my parents, dear old Dad, when it would become obvious as to who the bad guy was going to be, would yell at the TV, thinking the good guys could hear him, to "lock 'em up, shoot the bast#@d," or some other such thing. Not realizing the show wasn't half over...never realizing half a show would mean nothing but commercials...
So why am I yelling at my computer????
And thank you for reading!!!! I had seen the picture I had used for the story cover, and for whatever reason, it stuck with me, and from that, this story came. It is a powerful image of resilience and tenacity.
A fate worse than death??
"Fine," Jen muttered, sinking back into the couch cushions and closing her eyes. "But if you ruin my vacation by getting murdered I will never forgive you. I may spread your ashes at a Walmart."
I can’t add much to what has been said other to note the shared burdens and the awful cost that the defense of Thornmere placed on the three of them.
The visit to the pallets of the wounded was poignant and tender and the words to the dying so heartfelt.
Vows of love spoken and confirmed under the stars, speaks to the sanctity of their love.
Thornmere rests and heals as it awaits the coming storm, will they stand alone against the clans blood feud ?
The white deer is a significant part of this story…
What’s the expression, “when pigs fly”
I think I want to visit the site of the murder and see things for myself."
Novak nodded. "Be careful."
"Aren't I always?"
"Right, and I'm the Jolly Green Giant."
Why did everyone assume I was careless?
Please tell us we’ve turned a corner and this misery comes to an end.
Dare we hope?
I pray it is Tom and Harbor…
But the story was still turning.
And something — someone — was about to enter Kitt’s world who would shift the balance again.
The crack before the change.
The hush before the next hit.
The moment before the world tilts again