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Chapter 8: A Day at the Market (As told by Applejack)     “Come now, you who say, ‘Today or tomorrow we will go to such and such a city, spend a year there, buy and sell, and make a profit’;  whereas you do not know what will happen tomorrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapor that appears for a little time and then vanishes away.” - James 4:13-14    I’m no stranger to changelings, at least not as much as I was before. I admit I’ve learned a lot from them. I probably took on more than I bargained for, but nothing goes perfectly and you don’t learn unless you take a chance. Just in the week we’ve been back home, Apple Bloom and I hav...

       Some time later they sat in the dark corner of an obscure inn, talking in low voices and discussing how to proceed. Pei had relaxed a little and told the elf he'd been so angry and upset that he'd needed someone to blame, someone to take out his frustration on, and Ranloo had been the best one. He'd known that the vampire could take a brawl.        What he didn't say was that he had half expected the vampire to fight him, give him an excuse to draw his weapon and taunt the elf into killing him too. He'd been hurting so badly that he'd wanted to follow his brother. He was still hurting, but now he wanted revenge. The elf and the boy ...

       The night was still young, but had gotten fully dark when the hunters realized that they had been in this area before. The houses were old, wooden and stood huddled close together. The streets were narrow dirt roads, not cobbled anymore. The alleys went everywhere between the old houses, like a warren. ´Wasn't this the area where they hid in that old ruin?` Tealas said suddenly, stopping in his tracks. Odefin looked up from the ground and studied the place around him. He had been too focused on finding tracks and hadn't realized that he recognized the place. But now that his attention had been redirected he nodded.        ´Do you th...