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This place was full of monsters. He’d always been able to avoid them until now, but this one saw through his natural invisibility and, starving, charged. If this is their home and you are the visitor, who is the monster and who isn’t? Aiden thought the voice in his head sounded like his own, but he ...

It wasn’t that he had had the song stuck in his head off and on for a week or longer that was unnerving to Aiden; that happened all the time, especially with catchy songs like this one. Or at least he thought it was a song. Maybe it was a poem instead, or maybe a chant. He was missing most of Mr. Mo...

A hiss of flame. A laugh or possibly a scream. Iron scraping on iron. Woodsmoke. Parched grass. Air thick enough to wade through. He was wading through the air. He was flying, but that was normal. The air wasn’t as choked with smoke up here. When there was smoke. There had been just a moment ago, b...

"Or," Aiden added dryly in response to Simon, "who's going to block your spell with their face."

Traveling while invisible was among the best things things Aiden had discovered. No traffic, no getting jostled in the train, no weird looks, certainly no overmuscled dickfaces trying to rough him up. Huge plus. When his luck held, it held spectacularly, but when it failed, it failed spectacularly t...