Epilogue 8

[Home From Battle]

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Artem

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  The entire trip home from the land of the Fae was nothing but one long guilt trip for me. I had taken my men, my friends and pack mates off to war with me. I had taken them into the land of the Fae and I had promised them that they would make it home safe and sound.

  Counting me, fifty-six men and women left that day to fight against the dark Fae that were threatening the world. Fifty-seven if you count Doc who had been called in for his special skills instead of to fight. But only fifty of us were returning alive.

  We had lost seven men and women to that war. Seven men and women who hadn't needed to die. Why? Why had they been taken from us? All because of the Fae?