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“And what would you offer me in exchange, Corvääni?” The voice, neither distinguishably feminine nor masculine, reverberated through the air.  Ailbhe cocked her head in surprise. The pure white feathered crow along with her kindred had heeded the call of their demigod, Corvääni some hours ago. So many crows had gathered in the faded grey clearing that the pine tree...

Dawn’s first rays filtered through the stable window and warmed Lamington’s eyelids. She groggily opened her eyes to a beautiful autumn morning, just cool enough to make you want to stay in bed. Fighting the urge to rest for “just 5 more minutes,” she stood up and shook off the sleep clinging to her limbs. Today was another day of work as a bakery delivery bep, she didn’t have time to dilly-dally! After wash...

Pomelo stared up at the dark speck of a goat high above her, perched precariously on an almost vertical rock pillar.. Narrowing her eyes against the bright sunlight, she tried to judge the distance. Looked like 600… no, maybe 700 metres up? The goat was oblivious to her, a tiny, inconsequential ant so far below him, probably licking the rock salt. She wasn’t content staying an ant though, no, she would become an eagl...

Pomelo took a deep breath in, and then out. In and out. She unconsciously readjusted her bangs and puffed out her chest, trying to look calm and steady despite her heart nervously pounding against her ribcage. Her town’s ambassador, Henri, was standing down the road hitched to a cart full of straw, waylaid by a conversation with the nearby farm’s owner. Neither of them had noticed her yet, so she waited for their chat to end and Henri to restart his trip bef...

Pomelo groggily squints at the dawn light streaming through the shutters. Today’s the first day of The Races! She should feel excited but she’s snuggled just right in the comfy straw and blankets and all she can think of is how much she wants to stay in bed. Why do these things always have to start so early in the morning? The cool of early morning is a precious time in the ...