An avalanche begins with a careless word.
Chavali's notorious temper continues its downward spiral as the long winter keeps her trapped underground among the Fallen. One little rumor flung thoughtlessly in her face sets off a cascade of events that pulls her into a clash far bigger than the usual pet...
An avalanche begins with a careless word.
Chavali’s notorious temper continues its downward spiral as the long winter keeps her trapped underground among the Fallen. One little rumor flung thoughtlessly in her face sets off a cascade of events that pulls her into a clash far bigger than the usual petty squabbles.
Unexpected snarls in a tedious assignment turn the tiny village of Eagle Falls into a monstrous pain in the ass. A frozen body dangles from a tree. Restless spirits gnaw at Chavali’s mind. As the lies pile up in drifts, she finds herself hunting for truth on behalf of allies she never asked for.
The Seer takes care of her clan.
These days, “clan” has an ever-expanding definition.
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Lee French lives in Olympia, WA with two kids, two bicycles, and too much stuff. She is an avid gamer and active member of the Myth-Weavers online RPG community, where she is known for her fondness for Angry Ninja Squirrels of Doom. In addition to spending much time there, she also trains year-round for the one-week of glorious madness that is RAGBRAI, has a nice flower garden with one dragon and absolutely no lawn gnomes, and tries in vain every year to grow vegetables that don’t get devoured by neighborhood wildlife.
