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    Thrice Sworn: A Short-Story Prequel to Winterling
    Thrice Sworn: A Short-Story Prequel to Winterling
    Thrice Sworn: A Short-Story Prequel to Winterling
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    Thrice Sworn: A Short-Story Prequel to Winterling

    By Sarah Prineas

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    From award-winning author Sarah Prineas comes an all-new short story! This original thirty-page fantasy-adventure short story serves as a prequel to Winterling.

    Finn loves being a puck. He loves causing trouble, hanging out with his puck-brothers, and shifting from boy to dog to horse. There's nothing more fun! However, when Finn learns of the Mór's treacherous plan to get rid of the Lady of the Summerlands, will anyone believe him? And how far will he go to make sure it doesn't happen?

    Sarah Prineas is the author of the Magic Thief series and the Winterling trilogy (also composed of Summerkin and Moonkind).

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherHarperCollins
    Release dateNov 26, 2013
    ISBN9780062290229
    Thrice Sworn: A Short-Story Prequel to Winterling
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    Sarah Prineas

    Sarah Prineas lives in the midst of the corn in rural Iowa, where she wrangles dogs, cats, chickens, and goats, goes on lots of hikes, and finds time to write. She is also the author of Ash & Bramble, a retelling of Cinderella. She is married to a physics professor and has two kids. You can visit Sarah online at www.sarah-prineas.com.

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      Thrice Sworn - Sarah Prineas

      Thrice Sworn

      Finn was bored.

      A bored puck is a puck looking for trouble.

      He decided to visit the Summerlands. If he couldn’t find any trouble there, he would make some trouble of his own.

      He’d been born in the Summerlands, after all, or that’s what his puck-brothers had told him. When Finn was newly born it was clear to his mother that her baby was a puck—not something anybody would miss, his puckishness, for he had the black hair and flame-colored eyes of all his kind. Once he’d been seen to be a puck he was tossed out of the place of his birth, just as all pucks were, wrapped up in a bit of blanket and sent through the nearest Way for the other pucks to find.

      Or not find. That happened sometimes too.

      Since then, he’d had no family except for his brother-pucks.

      Still, even though he’d been cast out, the Summerlands always drew him back. There was something about the land itself, the dense forests lapping up the slopes of snow-topped mountains, the half-wild people and their strange, half-wild Lady that made it feel more like home than any other place he’d seen in all his wanderings.

      So when he was bored and restless and his puck-brothers were ready to drown him to stop his chattering, that’s where he went.

      Usually he lurked about the Summerlands for a while in his dog shape. In that sleek, black, furry, flame-eyed form he slunk through the deep forests, spying on the moon-luminous Lady, Laurelin, and her Huntress companion, the Mór. The Lady and the Huntress roamed the land together, moonlight and midnight, the one quick to smile and the other a silent watcher; the one an open hand and the other a keen arrow fletched with black feathers.

      Then he’d corner some fox-boy or fox-girl or one of those skittish deer-women or a badger-man for some conversation—somebody to talk to, even though they didn’t listen, but glanced nervously aside at him and tried to sneak away.

      He always followed them. He had things to say, after all!

      After a bit, he’d leave to go back to his brother pucks until the next time the Summerlands called to him.

      But this time—this time was different.

      At sunset, Finn came through the Way into the Summerlands. It was high summer and the forest was lush and green. A lazy stream wound along the edge of the clearing, and fireflies hovered in the growing darkness. He popped his shifter-tooth into his mouth and shifted into a dog. He had a bit of bone, too, that he could use to change into a horse—a black horse without even a hair of white, with flame-colored eyes and a long mane and a

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