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Part 1: The Feast of Calatus

WARNING: THIS PART CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR THE FIRST TWO BOOKS IN THE CALATIANS SERIES.


This post will be free to read for people who'd like to get a feel for what you'll see in my regular updates here. I'm aiming for weekly updates of about this length until the book is released this summer, and after that will hopefully have enough done to roll right into the fourth book.

Other notes: this is a first draft! I will occasionally have notes in square brackets that are reminders to myself to go back and find a piece of information later; you get to see this part of my process up close. If you spot continuity errors, please feel free to note them in comments! Also comment on anything else you like. I will always appreciate hearing what you're excited to see next, and that helps me when I go back to edit the draft.

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THE WAR AND THE FOX

  

April in the town of New Cambridge brought drizzles, showers, rain, and just about every form of precipitation save a full-on summer thunderstorm. Kip had always thought it a strange month to celebrate the Feast of Calatus, because it was the most miserable month for the Calatians save March, which was just as wet but colder. At least in April there was no real chance of the rain freezing on the ground overnight, but the furred people of New Cambridge still had to go around either stifled in heavy raincoats or suffer damp fur constantly. Where the humans of New Cambridge stoked fewer fires in April, you could tell the Calatian houses by the way smoke poured from the chimneys even when the temperatures climbed up into the high fifties. 

Though Kip was a fox and as thick-furred as any of the New Cambridge residents, he had little trouble remaining dry these days. When he wasn’t studying fire sorcery with Master Odden at Prince George’s College of Sorcery, he was practicing fire spells out around the White Tower, the ancient building that comprised the entire college for the moment, or he sat before the fireplace at the Founders Rest Inn.

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