Monthly Archives: January 2013

Dead On The Mountain

While Kerrid idled beside the Dark One’s pool atop Black Mother Mountain, her thoughts joined with a soaring eagle, she saw a man climbing towards her. Who else could it be but  Bargli who had returned to their way-camp to fetch some rope. … Continue reading

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The Measure of a Man

Neve, Chapter Eight . . . It began as a splatter of raindrops the size of robin’s eggs that harmlessly broke on the ground around him. Then falling faster the single drops merged and speared like steel into Guy. At least he … Continue reading

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If You Come Back Dead . . .

In Feast Fables, Chapter 4: What’s For A Girl? Kerrid wanted to help recover the quake-destroyed village, but instead was told to go mind the toddlers ‘cos it’s a girls’ thing to do. Gimmerin offered to help her. But he was stronger and … Continue reading

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A Knight’s Fee

Neve, Chapter 7 . . . The pit exuded cold and the smell of old sand though the sun, newly risen, was rapidly drying the sweat on her back. One more part of the task now done. In satisfaction Guy … Continue reading

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Hippopotomonstrosesquipedaliophobia

Like all writers words cast a spell upon me, a fascination. But, I swear, I didn’t go looking for hippopotomonstrosesquipedaliophobia. It found me. But it started me thinking. This is the result. For the writer words are his wattle and … Continue reading

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Oddities, Quiddities and Exudations

To Neve, the light that issues from her, brighter and clearer than those around her, is yet her aura. What other word is there in our English language? But then she meets Raesan the Asar (see Skimaskall the Last Dragon), and his light is … Continue reading

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What’s For A Girl?

In Feast Fables, Chapter 3 The Lady’s Best Judgement , the Lady facilitated the man Jipsut’s escape by waking, stretching and turning. Now Kerrid streams down from the mountain. Behind her, at Bargli’s trance floor, two men lie crushed beneath … Continue reading

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