"Even a Star Is Not Invincible."

Killer-Kate and Luke Lackland: 900 words.  In the swift waning of the winter's day, beneath the pennons of the Flame, and with the fires of a hard journey raging through muscle and bone, the Grey Wolf in the Red Gloaming comes home.

I have one scene left - the great glad outcry and the deadly danger of the chapter - before it is all done.  It will probably be at least a week before I can get back to it.  After that, three chapters only, each one of the great essentials that were in the story from its beginning: the Family Fight, the Bonfire, and the Epilogue.

Feeling much better today.  Good timing, that!

The Thirst That from the Soul Doth Rise

Killer-Kate and Luke Lackland: 740 words, and the end of the chapter after all, with a leaping of unlooked-for joy and a braving of new menace.

Now I really shall be out of touch, and out of scribbling, for a week or so.