Prompt: You have been kidnapped by a cult preparing to sacrifice you to their god. Problems? You’re immortal, the god they worship is a close friend of yours and the entire cult was the result of a prank you forgot you pulled centuries ago. Jared returned to consciousness with an irritated snarl, he did not …
She stormed through the door, slamming it behind her, Crys spinning into the room through the chimney to keep an eye on things. “You jumped up little trollop. I know what you’re about and it won’t work. I am the leader of the fluffies and you will never be able to take my place.” Sariya …
I'm a member of an online writing group that's working its way through Steering the Craft by Ursula Le Guinn. Each week we move to the next chapter and its attendant writing exercise. A recent one asked us to create a piece using repetition as a theme. It sort of ran away with me. Rose …
Marcus grimaced, "I appreciate you respecting their dignity and trying to do the right thing, but you might want to bear in mind that none of them can keep a secret to save themselves." "So if we were to have a little chat, it'll be all over the castle." "Before lunch. It's another reason every …
Sariya smiled encouragingly at them and poked Marcus. "What?" "It would be nice to introduce us." He grumbled but obeyed, presenting Sariya as his 'honoured guest from the far lands'. Sariya knew enough about the world's geography to be amused at her origins being placed in the area of their maps generally tagged with 'here …
A glum face appeared at the Lost and Found counter. "I don't suppose you've had a heart handed in?" "As in a heart heart?" "Yes, I lost it on the train yesterday. This woman got on and smiled at me when she sat down. We both read our books and then, when she got off …
Mav was first with the news, Rory supplying added colour and commentary. "Lady Rosarina is livid! She's the one who sent her father down here to give you a telling off and now he's yelling at her for inappropriate behaviour and being rude to a foreign diplomat." Rory was bubbling, "Of course her tantrum when …
For make no mistake, the forces already encountered at the stone circle were not there for defence, but to drag unwary and unwilling souls through the boundary. The wraiths reached, grabbed, pulled, and they both catapulted through into the waiting chains of the goblin forces. Solvek was chained and slung onto a rough handcart alongside …
Moira spoke up, with an assessing look at the two of them. "A simple dress suitable for dinner with royalty isn't going to be easy to come by. The tailors say your measurements are close enough to Lady Areliana to manage in a pinch. I may be able to trade with her personal maid for …
The innkeeper was indeed able to provide aid and direction. The elf passed through his inn regularly, always coming from the same, little-used track. He could add, every time the elf returned from the city, there was a companion. And every time, a few weeks later, that companion would return to the inn from that …
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