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  1. Chapter 2

    Chapter 2 Brogan Brogan walked into the forge early the next morning, met by the peals of a hammer already beating against an anvil. “Don’t you ever sleep, girl?” he shouted over the din. After she’d stopped hammering, she muttered, “I’ll sleep when I’m dead.” “Another fight then?” She only had to look at him and he knew her answer. “You’re going to get yourself into more trouble than you can handle one day,” he...
  2. Chapter 1

    Chapter 1 Taryn On a cool autumn night in her nineteenth year, Taryn found herself in a black and seething mood. She walked through the door of Cirrain’s only tavern, where the smells of wood smoke, ale, and road-weary travelers greeted her. She made eye contact with the barman, who nodded. His eyes clouded, and his mouth puckered beneath his bushy, black moustache. She figured he probably didn’t approve of her drinking, but he had never said anything to her about it. He poured her ale...
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