( This is a complicated question for a man in my position. )

Write a drabble/ficlette based on the word: fun.The last few rays of the winter sunlight stretched themselves along the streets of Dawson City, outlining the buildings in golden fire. Outside the snow was fresh, new-fallen. It was wet snow, too, clinging to Constable Harry Neugold's boots with the tenacity of springtime mud. Soon, he knew, the ( Read more... )

What do you want for your birthday? Word count: 118 ( Read more... )

Final comeuppance ( Read more... )

(OOC note to those of you who know this character from theatrical_muse: this is not the t_m version of the good Sergeant. This version is from 1899, and has never heard of the League of Extraordinary Gentlemen. He is, however, one of the advisors at sages_of_chaos- go and have a look, I think you'll like it ( Read more... )

I once wore civilian clothes instead of my uniform when I went to investigate reports of a bear-baiting showman. It got me in close enough to slip my dog King into the pit, and then to arrest the man responsible. There was also the time I had to grow a beard to infiltrate a gang of smugglers, but that didn't last long, thank God ( Read more... )

You know, I believe I may actually know what these are. Back during the gold rush, it was pretty common in my part of the Yukon for a man who wanted a wife to advertise for one in papers back in the provinces. There wasn't really an alternative- hardly any women ever came up to the Yukon on their own unless they were married already. Never had to ( Read more... )

Believe it or not, this actually happened. It happened a long time ago, when I was away at college in America. My father was a pretty strict Methodist, so there wasn't any alcohol in the house to begin with. Even if there were, my mother had a way of looking sorrowful when I did something I knew was wrong- I'm sure you know the sort of look I mean ( Read more... )

That's a very good question, you know. Mostly because I don't have anything that I want that badly. I've got my uniform, so my working clothing's taken care of. I've got enough civilian clothes to wear when I'm not on duty. I've got a cabin outside Dawson. When I'm on patrol elsewhere in the Territory I'm pretty well set for meals and places to ( Read more... )

I don't believe it does, no. That would be like saying that the apple-press makes the juice, or the sluice makes the gold. It might bring a person's inner strength out and make it visible, but only if it was there to begin with. All the heartache really does is bring everything to a point where you can't ignore it any more. If there's something in ( Read more... )