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Matabar. Book II. Chapter 47 - Driba

“Driba?” One of the Sisters in the bucket brigade moved toward the old man. “Mr. Driba, what’s wrong with-”

She was perhaps thirty. She had freckles, funny ears that poked out just ...

Matabar. Book II. Chapter 46 - Weeping

The wind was a tireless thing, lashing at his face with the persistence of a devoted woman. Ardan had never had such a thing happen to him personally, but he remembered the comparison from his gran...

Matabar. Book II. Chapter 45 - Before the Day of Weeping

“Let me get this straight…” Lidag frowned. He adjusted the cracked, cloudy spectacles he’d perched on his nose that had clearly been broken in the past and bent toward the list again. “Yo...

Matabar. Book II. Chapter 44 - Broken

Ardan was reaching for his hat when the cold iron of a gun barrel struck his temple hard.

“No jokes, mage,” the sheriff ground out. “I know that if that stick of yours isn’t in your h...

Matabar. Book II. Chapter 43 - Old Slimy

Ardi squeezed the flanks of his horse, and the animal drew to a halt. With a shake of its head, it lowered its muzzle to the grass and began to graze, picking out the tallest, most succulent stalks...

Matabar. Book II. Chapter 42 - Maryana Sestrova

Ardi pulled the knot tight against the hitching post, the coarse rope biting into the wood. He gave the calm steppe horse a reassuring pat on the withers, having a quiet conversation of hands and h...

Matabar. Book II. Chapter 41 - The lone shot

In the morning, Ardan found that he had no choice but to visit the stage station, where he encountered a pair of gentlemen who were colorful in the way that old, stained wood is colorful. The first...

Matabar. Book II. Chapter 40 - The Dancing Peninsula

The journey to Nigrad proved to be as trivial and mundane as possible. A few minor disputes over abstract topics flared up in the carriage every now and then. One man kept snoring too loudly, earni...

Matabar. Book II. Chapter 39 - Before the journey

In the Colonel’s office, the curtains were trying with all their convincing might to mimic ghosts, a performance that was likely unnerving Milar more than a little. The windows, thrown wide open,...

Matabar. Book II. Chapter 38 - Lottery ticket

Just as the Grand Magister had said, the moment Ardan returned to the first floor, two men approached him. One was middle-aged, with temples touched by silver, wearing a green cloak identical to Ar...

Matabar. Book II. Chapter 37 - Cost of an ex

Ardan breathed out and leaned back in his chair. It was a piece he’d bought at the flea market. A brand-new leather armchair, one with good lining and quality upholstery, would have cost him upwa...

Matabar. Book II. Chapter 36 - The end of the Long Night

Ardi and Milar made their way over to Mshisty. Not because they wanted to—especially given the captain’s words, which were a puzzle yet to be solved—but because a military mage with a Pink St...

Matabar. Book II. Chapter 35 - The Long Night (Part 6)

When Ardi could at last see again and, more importantly, could breathe without feeling like every inch of his body was being wrenched apart, broken, and torn to shreds, he found himself on a decide...

Matabar. Book II. Chapter 34 - The Long Night (Part 5)

Ardi went back to the wall all the same, to the place where the entrance had been, and ran a hand across its surface. Just as in Baliero, all he could feel was crumbling plaster beneath old, slight...

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Matabar. Book II. Chapter 33 - The Long Night (Part 4)

While the mound of fat and flesh pulsed near the manor’s entrance, the skeletons, moving with a speed that did not seem possible for mere bones to possess, advanced toward their visitors. Ardan c...

Matabar. Book II. Chapter 32 - The Long Night (Part 3)

Slicing through the twilight veil that shrouded the isolated road, they rode through a rugged forest. To the left and right, diving out of the summer night’s grayness, wrought-iron fences would w...

Matabar. Book II. Chapter 31 - The Long Night (Part 2)

Two of the accumulators in his rings crumbled to dust in an instant. The prototype for Ice Dolls was a hungry thing that demanded a truly immense amount of power. It needed seven red and n...

Matabar. Book II. Chapter 30 - The Long Night (Part 1)

When Din and Alexander stepped forward, Milar suddenly spoke up.

“Stop.” He turned and took out four pairs of sturdy work gloves from the trunk. The tough leather was of clearly anomalous...

Matabar. Book II. Chapter 29 - Before the long night

“So,” Milar’s voice was a low rumble, like stones shifting in a dry riverbed. “You saw some... creature in the Palace, then. In that... looking-glass world of yours?” In the rear...

Matabar. Book II. Chapter 28 - The real Crimson Lady

Stepping out onto the street, Ardi winced. It was a pain of two parts: one was a sharp throb in his shoulder and chest; the other was a cloying stench that would creep under the skin and make a hom...

Matabar. Book II. Chapter 27 - Two Letters

Chapter 27

Ardi drifted awake to the slow, soft touch of fingers carding through his hair. Tess was winding it around her fingers, then tracing its lines with the pads of her...

Matabar. Book II. Chapter 26 - Old truth

Chapter 26

The twelve translucent shields conjured by Orlovsky’s spell began to spin in front of Ardi. The young man himself, who was frozen knee-deep in a foul, sticky slu...

Matabar. Book II. Chapter 25 - Andrew, Lusha and Zirka

“Alright, let’s re-establish the timeline,” Milar said, leaning against the hood of his car. He was working his way through a sandwich, one he’d bought from a cafe not far from the Castle T...

Matabar. Book II. Chapter 24 - Old riddle

They were sitting in the “Eltir” again, in that same familiar spot close to the Markov Canal. Alexander and Din had been called away for work. They were operatives, not investigators, and so th...

Matabar. Book II. Chapter 23 - Saint Eord

The time they spent waiting for Alexander and Din was not wasted. Milar continued his meticulous search of Oglanov’s office, while Ardi twisted a sheet of paper into a cone and gathered a ...

Matabar. Book II. Chapter 22 - Oglanov

Ardi set his pencil aside and allowed himself a moment of rest, leaning back into the stiff embrace of a wooden chair that was more sturdy than it was comfortable.

He winced as a short, insis...

Matabar. Book II. Chapter 21 - Fiancé

Tess shifted on the bed, the movement full of careful grace, and wrapped her arms around Ardi. She held him with the same gentle reverence one might’ve used for a sculpture made of fragile, sun-d...

Matabar. Book II. Chapter 20 - The Hunter

Time stretched out like honey in winter. Its bloody, relentless march slowed to a single, held breath. As Ard’s fingers strained for his staff that seemed to be drifting away on a slow tide, the ...

Matabar. Book II. Chapter 19 - Tiny Viroeira

Ardi whipped around toward the departing car, then back to his fiancée, and once again listened to the sound of its tires receding. Sleeping Spirits. How must that have looked? What… wh...