Does Catharine’s power sound… familiar? Remember this?
— Catharine jerks to her feet. Oscar’s blood drips from her fingers and the air around her takes on a glassy, blistered sheen, the same way heat dances over a dry field in summer. http://www.sisterclaire.com/missingmoments/489
— “She is my home,” Catharine says. The tines of the horn brush Hanabi’s throat. Her grip white-knuckled, Catharine whispers, “Oscar. My home. My whole home and heart, her and here and this. Leave us be or I will defend it all, and you know what I can do if I must.” http://www.sisterclaire.com/missingmoments/491
That’s it for Thronum Mare for a while, y’all! Say goodbye to Catharine and Oscar for now, and we hope you’ll continue to join us this coming Tuesday for new faces, new dangers, new adventures.
As always, thank you all so very much for reading.
Does Catharine’s power sound… familiar? Remember this?
— Catharine jerks to her feet. Oscar’s blood drips from her fingers and the air around her takes on a glassy, blistered sheen, the same way heat dances over a dry field in summer.
http://www.sisterclaire.com/missingmoments/489
— “She is my home,” Catharine says. The tines of the horn brush Hanabi’s throat. Her grip white-knuckled, Catharine whispers, “Oscar. My home. My whole home and heart, her and here and this. Leave us be or I will defend it all, and you know what I can do if I must.”
http://www.sisterclaire.com/missingmoments/491