Monthly Archives: September 2014

Roots of Rookeri 39

Citadel Lecheni Sifadis, Shore House Heiress Week Twenty-Nine The huge double doors opened, a holde to either side holding them as if the great weight of the doors was insufficient. Breken Lafard entered. Two more holden trailed him, their pikes crossed … Continue reading

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A Posh Resort

What another walk? For this week’s walk I headed south — which means I had to cross the river. There’s been a bridge over the Yare since 1417. Before then travellers had to rely on a ferry. But it wasn’t … Continue reading

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Roots of Rookeri 38

Citadel Lecheni Sifadis, Shore House Heiress Week Twenty-Eight Sifadis looked round as the key clattered against her low, red-wood, table. Beside it, Boddy’s friend Eshe dusted her hands with an air of an important job done. The woman, confusingly dressed … Continue reading

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A Town Of Three Rivers

or Continuing The Good Work (see Mixed Blessings of a Winter Bug) So, yea, last week I managed to walk six miles (see Marriott Way). But that’s nothing compared with the fifteen miles plus that used to be my staple … Continue reading

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The Little Wren’s Fire

The Little Wren and the Stolen Fire is an Eskin fable mentioned briefly in this week’s episode of Feast Fables. I’d wanted to include it in full, but couldn’t justify the break in the flow. So I’m posting it here, … Continue reading

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Root of Rookeri 37

Citadel Lecheni Eshe Parlan, Femella Week Twenty-Eight The tailor held up the coat of rich azure blue rich. “For Iffig Hadd of Two Boars House,” she said with well deserved pride. “It has only to be bejewelled and embroidered.” She wrapped … Continue reading

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Mixed Blessings Of A Winter Bug

It’s common knowledge that Christmas through New Year is mating season for viral bugs (at least in the northern hemisphere). Everyone crammed into shops and onto trains and buses; the coughs and sneezes that spread diseases while we’re busy buying … Continue reading

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