Evangeline Kane is thrust into a world and a role she never asked for. She finds herself questioning her sanity as she finds herself bound to a bridge as its troll when the previous champion died in her arms.
The gateway from the Under-Veil to the city of Cincinnati lies unprotected, open to malicious fae intent on chaos and corruption of the mortals that dwell in it, if she does not stand against them.
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I squatted on the aircraft warning light on top of the bridge tower peering through the relentless rain, lightning casting stark shadows on the city, the brisk wind biting into the people bustling below. I didn't mind, I never got cold anymore. I could feel the motion of the river as it passed far below, just as much a part of the bridge as the foundation of the structure itself, just as much a part of me. My pulse was thrumming in time with the cars passing over the deck of the bridge over a hundred feet below... the lifeblood of the bridge, giving it strength, purpose.
The black storm clouds blotted out the sky, if it weren't for the fact that I could feel it now, I wouldn't have know when the sun finally set over the horizon. Weakening the gateway between the Under-Veil and the mortal world. But I felt it as a thrum of energy now. I dreaded this night above all others, not only did nightfall weaken the boundary, but it was All Hallows Eve. From what little I have learned in the short time I have be bound to my bridge, there are certain nights that the supernatural divider between the realms weakened even more. Allowing bigger and stronger creatures to force their way through.
The larger and more powerful the being that tried to cross over was, the more energy it sapped from them to attempt a crossing. They had to gather their power for weeks or years, and in a couple cases, centuries to make an attempt. That's why Halloween was their preferred night as the boundary was twice as weak as even a new moon, when the moon was at its darkest.
Most beings that crossed over to the mortal realm at night were fairly innocuous and followed the rules set forth between the Triumvirate, the mortal supernatural council, and the Under-Veil creatures.
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Portuguese
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Translation in progress.
Translated by Sarita Reis
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Spanish
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Already translated.
Translated by Raul Vicente
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