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Ashley Stryker
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NaNoWriMo Day Twenty-Nine (pt 2): Hot Spring (3074 words)
They didn’t get any further than the settling. Captain Blake made both Cara and Dayton put their respective packs and trunk what she called the “guest den” of the cabin. The building they could see from the road housed only half of the liveable space, as wa...

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NaNoWriMo Day Twenty-Nine: Captain Blake (3306 words)
In the end, the sword proved to be unnecessary, but Cara felt better with it out and ready to be used. Barra and Furko ignored them for the most part, sending periodic glances and direction over their shoulders when the group approached a split or passed a ...

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Day Twenty-Eight: Sewer Rats (2471 words)
Her boots slammed into slick stone and promptly swept forward, making her land on her ass and jarring her from tail bone to the top of her skull. Dayton’s voice floated down from above, thick with anxiety. “Cara? Cara ? Are you alright?” “Yes, if you’ll giv...

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Day Twenty-Seven: Underground Treks (2840 words)
“Is She gone?” Cara tried to reply to Dayton’s rasping question, but found her mouth had dried to dust. She tried to swallow, coughed, and managed to croak, “Yes. I think.” She turned back to face the prostrate Acolyte, and the sword she still held in her l...

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NaNoWriMo Day Twenty & Twenty-One: The Skeleton Feast (4392 words)
Cara woke the next morning, drenched in sweat and the miasma from some nightmare that ghosted away as she wrenched her eyes open. Her gasps filled the air with misty exhalations. Trembling, she looked around the cave, willing her heartbeat to slow. A lump o...

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NaNoWriMo Day Nineteen: History (2221 words)
Cara reclined into the pile of leather sacks at the back of the cave, lowering herself using her arms and her one good leg to let the injured shin lay straight. She pressed her lips into a tight line to keep a groan from escaping, but beads of sweat welled ...

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NaNoWriMo Day Eighteen: Waking (2144 words)
Cara’s skull pounded and throbbed as though someone had mistaken it for bread dough and kneaded it into a swollen lump of goo. She raised one hand and rubbed her forehead to soothe the fierce ache, while the other reached down to scratch at her shin. “No, y...

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NaNoWriMo Days Fourteen & Fifteen: Bunyips and Fever (4879 words)
The muscles of her neck twitched and spasmed, jolting Cara out of the nearly comatose sleep she’d fallen into the night before. The cramped former chariot-wagon, stuffed with people and supplies, did not let her stretch out in her sleep. She’d somehow falle...

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NaNoWriMo Day Thirteen: Kaprid (2120 words)
She raised the broken blade and smashed it onto the protruding egg. The outer shell cracked open, and a floppy, oily thing floundered on the riverbank. The force of her blow had severed the creature’s long, scaly limb from its shoulder, but it wasn’t dead y...

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NaNoWriMo Day Twelve: Downriver (2107 words)
Evening came early in the swamp. The river had taken them swiftly away from the main road and through the typical woods. Cara—hauled into their makeshift water craft thanks to a mid-river boulder and a lot of creative swearing—had watched the vegetation cha...
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