I gaze at the sun,
Knowing I will be blinded
For audacity.

I will bear the punishment,
Glad to remember the glory.

Even in the wide-open horizons of the Nexus sky, where Ali knew she wouldn't be badly hurt by a fall, she didn't relish the thought of landing solo. Normally, being so helpless and entirely at another's mercy would not sit well with her independent spirit, and she certainly would have protested being picked up without a by-your-leave. But with ( Read more... )

Alison spared another glance to the invitation--an ill-timed action, as it gave Donovan a chance to kick off his shoes and squeal his disapproval. With a sigh, Ali rubbed his hair until he calmed again before retrieving the shoes. "You aren't the king of anything yet, little man, and even when you are I'll still be your mother," she reminds him ( Read more... )

1. Do you really make wishes when you blow out the candles on your cake?
No, not anymore. What would I wish for?

2. Have any of the wishes ever come true, if yes?
No. Well, yes, sort of--for a little while.

3. How do you feel about birthdays? (e.g. love the attention, just another day, don't want anyone to know my real age, etc.)I like other ( Read more... )

He's a suicidal native American waffle chef haunted by an iconic dead American confidante. She's a mentally unstable bisexual bounty hunter in the wrong place at the wrong time. They fight crime!

I'm just going to leave this here. Make of it what you will. (Or make me waffles. That would be good too.)

All in all, it was shaping up to be a splendid Halloween. The whole family had dressed up as various famous works of art--even the babies, although they were forced to be cherubs. The day had been full and busy, starting with a last trip out to the orchards for apples and pears and a glorious day in the sun. The braver souls partook of a haunted ( Read more... )

The past month, in Ali's opinion, had been glorious. The turn of summer into fall was a mostly gentle and fulfilling time, and many things came to harvest. The children settled into school with fewer difficulties, a sign they were finally beginning to acclimate, while the farms and orchards they visited on weekends bustled with the business of ( Read more... )

Home. At last. Ali touched the doorknob hesitantly, almost afraid it wasn't real. After everything she had been through ( Read more... )

And so, the day is will have been saved, thanks to... Well, Ali's not actually sure yet. She knows it will happen, because it has to have happened someday. But it's all very quantum at this point ( Read more... )

A triumphant return. That's Ali's favorite kind. Well, really, that's probably everyone's favorite kind. Some people might prefer the ticker-tape parade sort, but Ali found herself quite enjoying the ride back to Camelot at Gawain's side. There were pleasures to be found in the company of a good man she'd been trying to force herself to forget ( Read more... )