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Rafe–Breaking Warp

This fits in between Frozen River 02 and A Mission. The fire crackled with dry wood and pitch. Rafe sucked the marrow from a bone and leaned back on her bed roll. The sky was hazed, but did not feel … Continue reading

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Rafe–Almost healed.

This comes after Rafe has been dragged home, wounded. This scene takes place as Rafe is sorting her things getting ready to go back to the front. “You promised.” Jenna had never whined in her life, and she didn’t now. … Continue reading

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Rafe–Stories of Scars 01

“Rafe, tell us a scar story.” The three little girls, eyes fastened on her face, wore, much as Rafe and Jenna did when they were that age, loose fitting trousers, buckled at the waist. Laces hung from the knees where … Continue reading

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Rafe–First Time Home–pt. 1

Rafe lay on the bed following the spider with her eyes. Visions of trees passing overhead coalesced into roof beams. Pain was still present, pulling at her face and preventing her from rolling onto her side. She was no longer … Continue reading

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Rafe-The Feral Sheep–pt. 2

“This is a true story, one that happened to me. But first, let me tell you about the Feral Sheep. It is said that she is an old woman, always a stranger in town, and always in the marketplace. She … Continue reading

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Rafe–The Feral Sheep

Rafe sat on the floor, feet stretched out, ankles crossed, leaning against a roof support polished by centuries of backs and shoulders rubbing against the stout wood. She passed her dinner plate to her niece for return to the Pig … Continue reading

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Rafe–Tools of the Trade

For my readers, as I plan my next moves with Rafe: Are there any particular questions you would like answered next? “I’ll have a pint of Smutty Nose,” Rafe told Maud who was waiting on tables at the Pig and … Continue reading

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Rafe–The Man in the Tree

Note: You may want to read Being Born first. Their chores done, Mam sent them out to play in the woods. “Just stay out of my hair. And out of trouble. I don’t want the neighbors dropping by with news … Continue reading

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Rafe–Being Born

Areana was drenched in sweat, fingers digging into the padded mitts on the midwife’s hand. “I’m done,” she snarled. “I don’t want to belong. Community of women be damned. You can have this dread begotten baby for all I care.”? … Continue reading

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Rafe–Welcomed Home

Rafe moved Blade, down the wide public road into the village. He clopped sedately, whuffling at the kids who dashed out from between the houses and nodding at the old soldiers on their bench, leaning up against the sunny side … Continue reading

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