It had been almost thirty years since Princess Nediva of Raanan had seen her homeland. Her daughter, Viridis, the Duchess of Raanan, had never set foot on the soil before that hot day. The young lady knew she should have felt something, some piece of her missing puzzle was to fit into place when she … Continue reading Viridis Meets Cath 1232
The midwife, Mena Lexine, looked calmly on as her patient panted and waddled around the room. The unflappable woman from Keilantra didn’t even seem to notice the dipping and swaying of the Hitori. Instead she was simply watching, and aware that it wouldn't be long before the baby finally dropped. Though this one had been … Continue reading Lavy Gives Birth 1231
Once in a while there are days that leave you angry and bewildered. For a while at work things had been strained between myself and another co-worker. I kept to myself, listened to podcasts and did damn fine work (I refuse to do otherwise). There is little space in our office, three desks lined up, … Continue reading Blog It
The music was the most pleasant thing about the moment. Uplifting and perky compared to the summer cold clogging my nose and closing my throat. My eyes were dry, begging for eye drops, tears, or both. My arms rest on the edge of my desk, as I awkwardly lean over the slightly tucked away keyboard. … Continue reading Sensory July 7th, 2017
I opened my eyes and blinked taking in the velvet darkness that caressed everything, except the faintly glowing marble tiles on the ground that I was sprawled out on. I sat up and looked around, rubbing my head. I was sore, but I had expected that when Aksa ripped me from my body. What I … Continue reading STNY COD: Tyme Robins, Ninth Log
Jot wasn't waiting around for nothing, he was going to get paid. The job hadn't been easy after all, but who was he to complain? At least it had been a job. Honest? Not quite, but that wasn't uncommon for a thief. Especially in a city where he and the rest of the gang had … Continue reading Dry Jot 1228
“I’ve met many men, and many were common, Mr. Gravels. You, however, are in fact most uncommon.”
It was then I realized I was going to die, or Cherise Robins was going to die.
As the anchors dropped and Hitori came to a stop in the Raanian docks, Isaac surveyed his crew with a sharp look. Only Catherine seemed immune to his glower. Choosing to ignore her in lieu of telling the others their plans, he spoke and his voice carried easily over the deck. “Hanad and Jack, you … Continue reading Isaac Lands on Raanan 1228
Cath woke to a mouth that tasted like death and a rolling wave of nausea that didn’t seem to know how to quit. Even her worst hangover had never left her so miserable. If this was due to another one of Jot’s mystery ales, she was going to hang him up by his balls and leave him there a month. At least.