Archive | May 2018
Spoils of War IV: House
First: Spoils of War I: Surrender
Previous: On the Road
The road was smooth, the horses were smooth, and every step was still jarring into wounds that Nikol hadn’t even realized she had until she mounted.
They traveled for half the day with no good prospects, both of them tight-jawed with pain neither of them were going to admit and not feeling much like talking. They were moving through what had once been a suburb and was now a burned-out husk; from the looks of things, at least three separate fires had gone through here over the last several decades. Nothing was left now except half of a convenience store, its plastic sign melted into a lump of green and white.
That wasn’t going to get them any food. And the tiny gathering of people they found on the outskirts of town didn’t look like the sort that had much to give them, even if Nikol had anything she was willing to trade. Continue reading
Mer-May
Warning: Pinterest
In honor of Pinterest getting sub-boards (YAY!) and Mer-May and… things… I offer this prompt call.
Either:
Check out my Addergoole Changes Pinterest board and/or the Mermaids sub-board (I’m still moving stuff…)
or my Tumblr tags Addergoole Change and/or Addergoole Changes
(or just do some google image searching)
Pick an image, and prompt me with it.
Text along with the image is welcome (“what is he plotting?” “Why is she there?” “This should be in Things Unspoken…”)
No promises I’ll get to them all, but I’ll try to do at least a few a week all May.
(Aquatic creatures are clearly the preference but not required)
Protected: 101 Apocalypse Nights, XIV
The Hidden Mall 31: Stay Alive 🏹
First: The Hidden Mall – a beginning of something
Previous: Aberrant!
“What do you mean?” Liv-1 stared at her. “Wait.”
“No. No…” Liv-2 sounded horrified. Nauseous. “That means all the moving around, all of the trying to find a door home. It was useless?”
“Not useless.” Liv-old put a hand on each young Liv’s back and pushed gently. “Look. All that running around means sometimes you can move more than you think you can. The younger ones, they can’t do it without a partner. But it’s good. The more you move around the more you know this place.”
“But you’re… how do we get out? How do we get home?” Continue reading
Protected: Remnants and Souvenirs
Rainclouds in the Bear Empire
First: Running in the Bear Empire
Previous: Magic in the Bear Empire
Next: Weather in the Bear Empire
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That night, they camped under the dubious shelter of a quick lean-to in the middle of a dense stand of pine trees. The weather cooperated in precipitation, if not in temperature, and Deline woke to find herself pressed against Carrone for warmth.
They were quiet as they walked, working out all of the kinks and sore spots from sleeping on the ground, and when a trader passed them, he left them well alone. Deline imagined they must look like they were in a horribly foul mood, dangerous people you didn’t want to get too close to.
The gendarme who came upon them several hours later clearly wasn’t worried about that. He glowered at them and asked them questions about a recent robbery nearby and several other issues – thankfully, none of which they’d been involved in. Continue reading