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News of Parris's Murder, and the Blight, spreads
Cyrus sits at a large desk. A considerable amount of paperwork is between him and the wide expanse of floor that makes up most of the room. He looks up as he hears the door close and smiles. "Taleyn," he says warmly but with a hint of frayed edges to his tone. "Thanks for coming." He stands.
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Dear Anathema,
Addendum ( Read more... ) -
Letter to Anathema
My dearest little sister ( Read more... ) -
Imre-Ulani's Revenge
Taleyn sits alone in the Umberto Library, poring through one of a pile of books on Rebma. She is making notes on a pad of paper, still with her left hand, though her right is now out of its sling ( Read more... ) -
Revenge for Codpiece Poetry, with Unfortunate Collateral Damage
After the naming convention of Hollywood Power Couples, I give you:
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Breaking Siege amidst the Lava Beds!!!!!!!!
It is mere hours since Taleyn's return to active duty, and here she is, out in the field, with a band of Intrepid Volunteers, coming to the rescue!!! It seems her Platoon, under the command of a Lieutenant while she was in hospital, was scouting down the Black Road per usual, when they were trapped by the Enemy!!! Details are sketchy-- only a swift ( Read more... ) -
Battle for Finndo's Tomb!
The big battle is likely to be fought in these discreet units-- a Covert Ops team needed to take out the High Priests, the Slave Army surging up against the Priest Caste, and the Volunteer Militia to take on the Ferocious Drugged-Up Death Cultists. Those of the slaves unfit for combat will be waging urban guerilla warfare-- cutting traps in the ( Read more... ) -
Evil... dirt???
It's a fine day in Arden! The birds are chirping merrily in the trees, the woodland creatures scuttle and scurry noisily in the underbrush, and spring annuals peek up through the leaf-litter toward the sky for the first time. Except for that horrible black gash in the forest. That isn't so nice. Birds are silent there, swarm-insects hum ominously ( Read more... ) -
A few days off
I will be off the mush through the weekend. Family emergency, traveling with no computer access, blah blah.
Sorry for any inconvenience, and *HUGS* to all!!! :) Have a great weekend! -
Letter to Irene and Anathema
Dear Mother,
Enclosed please find a gift to little Anathema that I wrote for her while up at the Fort. It's to be sung to the tune of the old folk melody "The Merry Merry Maids of Totley Court," though one has to smoosh the syllables a bit in places. I hope you and she find it just as soothing and edifying as I do!
( Fibonacci Lullaby )