Wayward Pines Books Novels & Stories

Like a boat on a green carpet of tea-trees. The house is like that. The three of them were walking fast. Madhesia girls are walking along the distant Assam Road. The three were not talking. They entered deeper and deeper into the tea tree forest. And then hearing a horrible sound, Vishu stood up. Anushka asked, 'What? Bishu pressed his finger to his lips and asked to be quiet. The sound is halting, humming. Anushka hugged Khokon's hand.

Just like what happened to me in my previous life. When I heard of their death, the weight on me was instantly relieved. Those who brought about my tragic end were gone at last. The winter of my life ended, and I was heading toward spring.

Pine and Fire The gates of Pine Wood Pack loomed high, wrought iron framed with stone, the crest of a wolf entwined with pine boughs carved above the arch. Beyond it, Evandra glimpsed the sweep of the forest—towering redwoods and firs rising like sentinels against the sky. Their resinous scent drifted in on the mountain breeze, earthy and sharp, clinging to everything. The SUV rolled to a halt, its tires crunching over gravel. Evandra’s hands fidgeted in her lap as she peered out the tinted glass. This was it. Her second homecoming, the second step on the path the Moon Goddess had laid before her.

Fairway was a community where everyone as their brothers keeper. On the streets, one could hear the giggles of children playing happily, mostly playing tag, little finding ways to upset little girls just for the fun of it, and the girls retaliating by pulling pranks on their male counterparts. The adults had respect for the other. It was hard for anyone to go unnoticed. Fairway was a community that was one big family of some sort. The mountains gave the landscape of Fairway a perfect scenery. The trees blossomed beautifully in the spring, most of the houses were built as wooden cabins which gave it a distinct rustic look.