Red Ring, Black Ring - chapter 1
Fourteen-year-old Aidan Rhiannon walks down a street in a minor suburb of a major American city. It is the latter part of the twentieth century. The sun is setting at his back. He is thinking about running away from home. Not because of any real abuse,...
Red Ring, Black Ring - chapter 2
The thump of the loom was hypnotic. Aidan moved in a series of well-rehearsed motions without any conscious thought. Push one pedal, _schick_ goes the frame as it rises, changing the pattern. Flick the shuttle across, _clack!_ Tug the yarn to just the...
Mirrors - Chapter 2
Sheik once again waited, perched out of sight, for Link to arrive. This time he perched at the entrance to the Forest Temple, above the sacred meadow beneath. His eyes were closed, his body relaxed, his breathing slow and even. He was meditating,...
Red Ring, Black Ring - chapter 3
Aidan spent the entire voyage to the northern mainland in the little cabin. It was the slave catcher's cabin, and he was the dark-haired man who'd been so amused by Aidan's violent resistance. The captain was in charge of the ship, but the slave...
Mirrors - Chapter 1
A ten year old girl sat on the floor and cried. Her hair was long and golden. Her swollen eyes were bright blue. Her dress was pink and white and gold, but it was tattered and torn, stained by smoke and blood. The door to the little shack where the...
Mirrors - Prologue
The mirror had been a gift. Somebody, she couldn't even remember who, had thought that a princess should have a full-length mirror. So even though she was living in a hastily-repaired room in the town while work had only just begun on the new castle,...
Red Ring, Black Ring - chapter 4
Aidan awoke reluctantly. Sleep had been free from pain and fear. Waking was likely to be filled with both. The first dose of fear came when he found he was once again in a bed, though this time the covers were tucked over him. Puzzlement followed...