Wingtorn is a fantasy serial podcast.
Written and performed by Clare C. Marshall.
Start with Arrival (Book #1)
Continue with Allegiance (Book #2)
and watch out for Arrest (Book #3 – coming soon!)
…and many more!
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The fantasy serial podcast by Clare C. Marshall
(Episodes listed in chronological order – start from the beginning!)
A violet wing unfurled from the girl, nearly twice the width of her body, with fringed ends and a translucent white center. Then another, on the other side: her left wing was torn and only half there.
She smiled at him strangely, and he felt an internal tug of magic—as if a look was all it took for her to know everything about him.
"We could save lives and prevent another war. We don’t want to create more veterans."
He felt the ghost of her grip on his mind, urging him to follow her off the road, through the trees...and beyond.
"Why me, your majesty?" Fingal said. She seemed surprised he'd asked. "Because, dear one. You have the heart of a man who does what he's told."
Forget the books. She would raze the whole library if it meant keeping Connor—and even his family—safe. It was the good thing to do.
“When it’s just the two of us, I’m going to call you by your real name. It will be a secret, between you and me. No one deserves to live forever under a fake name.”
"Because of her, Brendan is dead."
She longed for a love he wasn't sure he was ready to give...if he had any at all.
She couldn't be like her mother, allowing people to participate and revel in her exterior beauty, and warp it to serve ulterior motives.
He would remember this moment. He would find the people who did this to his parents and make them pay.
He would rather die than not be in control of his actions.
"There will come a day when her magic will start to bloom. It could be tomorrow. It could be ten years from now. And you won’t be able to control her. Only then, will I come for her."
He didn’t trust her. That was understandable. She only needed him to be safe.
He couldn't save her. Not this time.
This episode is a little different! I talk a little bit about who I am, how I wrote Wingtorn, behind the scenes stuff, and I give some writing advice as well!
Everyone he’d ever known hated him. Except for Riona. A girl he’d only just met.
“Strange family name,” Captain Stovel noted. “Where are you from originally?”
Riona was unmoved. “He almost killed me.”
Fingal didn’t have a place here. And neither did Riona.
Brendan had plans and dreams, and children sometimes complicated such things.
“I am very real,” she said definitively.
“You don’t know what it’s like for me. So until you do, don’t ever tell me what to do.”
“As a member of the Guard, I’m used to being uncomfortable,” Galen said. “Right, lads?”
“You have to leave,” Riona said again to Connor, ignoring the bandit that hoisted her to her feet.
“I was trying to fly,” she replied, wriggling out of his grip with an unsatisfied pout.
She reached out a hand as one of the red embers grazed her cheek and faded into her skin.
Fingal glanced at the destroyed scaffolding. “Is this an interrogation, Captain?”
"If I abandon her, I’m abandoning myself."
He inhaled sharply and pursed her lips—her eyes suddenly wide as she stared right at him. “I tried…and I wasn’t fast enough…”
Fingal pressed his lips together in a contemptuous smile as he held up his bandaged hand. “Off to a roaring start.”
Wingtorn 3: Arrest returns to your ears July 2021!
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