Monthly Archives: June 2013

Drought, Grain and Killings

In the previous episode of Feast Fables Kerrid managed to spin Spelan’s Web-light into the future hoping to discover what other nasty tricks he had planned for her. But from the images and words rushing at her all she could … Continue reading

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Alone

Neve slammed the door behind her, still seething with anger. When finally she found that Raesan she would—she would—strangle him! Wasn’t that the only way to kill a Gold Asar, cut off the airways? She leant against the door. “What … Continue reading

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Spinning The Light

In Feast Fables, yet another has died. Kerrid knows it’s the demon-snake’s doing, another way for it to lash at her, hurt her, torment her, ensure that she suffers. She cannot allow more deaths in the clan but what can she do to … Continue reading

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Super-Warrior-Killing-Machine

Neve put on trousers and shirt. After the crashes and bangs, now all was quiet. She eased open the bedroom door, and listened. The music was no longer playing. She looked into the bathroom. There, too, was quiet, the water no longer … Continue reading

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Awaiting Ragnarok

Hey! Toli the teller of tall tales here with a story of Anglian origin. Cos I am an Angle, see, not a Saxon. It’s those Normans, they can’t distinguish. They call this land England then call us Saxons, all lumped together. That’s like calling a … Continue reading

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The Snake-Demon and Him

In the previous episode of Feast Fables, Serande finally allowed Kerrid to enter the Web. But where was the Spinner? She was supposed to greet her. Instead Kerrid learned how the Web’s oracle’s worked when she collided with Spelan’s Web-light and his memories spooled into her. … Continue reading

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Return Match

Wednesday, Ms Cox’s day off. Neve had hoped to get away early. It wasn’t only the need to escape this oven – all afternoon the sun had burned through the window; “It only happens two weeks either side of the solstice,” … Continue reading

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