Welcome to Alder's Grove
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"Because everything is better with the end of the world."


Welcome! Below you can find hundreds - thousands, really - of posts, many of them fiction.

I write a lot - much in established universes, some in one-off settings. Much of what I write ends up here. In addition, you'll find homesteading blogging, the occasional crafts-and-clothing post, and journals of my wine-tourism of New York State.

Here (and here on Livejournal) you'll find an index of my universes. Each 'verse has its own landing page with an index of stories within.

Find all of my writing links on lynthornealder.com.

A loose posting schedule (and on LJ) covers weekly recurring posts; other things are posted as the mood hits.

My commission rates are here (and on LJ); you can drop a dollar or two in the tip jar or commission a story to be written. Or you can become a Patreon Patron</b> and unlock even more fiction! This is everything I've written for Patreon to date!

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Prompt Me!
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Okay.
I want to write as many approx. 150-word monsters in the next 5 days as I can stand.
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Now taking prompts and/or requests

My Patreon theme this month is "return of the light" with a bonus theme of "blood and heart"

Bonus points (2 monsters+) for prompting within one or both of those themes.

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The Hidden Mall ⏳ Rip Van Winkle
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First: The Hidden Mall – a beginning of something
Previous: Back the Way They Came

The Hidden Mall has a landing page here: http://www.lynthornealder.com/verses/the-hidden-mall/



Abby stared at the door.  “Hold on?” she asked the Livs.  It won’t go where it did.  Well, nothing had yet.  We can’t go home.  What did Abby want more than anything?  Home?

She wanted to feel safe, and to have a warm place to sleep and a real meal.  She wanted to see sunlight and feel it on her face.

She opened the door.

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Side Quest - a Camp NanoWrimo Story - Thirty-One: Whispers
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Thirty-One: Whispers

Raizel watched the conversations move around in circles.  They were trying to be deferential, but she was a kid by their reckoning (and they weren’t far off), and she wasn’t firm or authoritative enough to make it easy for them.

Raven got up after a bit and went wandering, came back, and murmured in Cailing’s ear.  She flushed an interesting color and, after a few hissed exchanges, got up and went with the Raven.

Raizel fought down an irrational surge of irritation.  It wasn’t like he could go back home, not on a train heading towards the capital.  And what was Cailing going to do?

Her mind provided her with several images of what Cailing might do.  She reminded herself firmly of Amos and Emma back home.  Amos.  Emma.  Not the Diamond Raven, not a lovely girl she happened to own, not...

“Psst.  No, don’t turn around, just stay like you are.”

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Purchased: Negotiation
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First: http://www.lynthornealder.com/2017/12/03/negotiation/

Previous: http://www.lynthornealder.com/2018/01/26/bodyguard/

💰
Five
The car ride lasted longer than he thought it ought to, winding through the city and into a neighborhood where there were actual lawns, through a gate they had to buzz through and into the detached garage next to a big house or a small mansion.  “All right.  No orders on behavior but I’m going to warn you, we do have a cat, she liked jumping on people, and she is often far too sharp.”

“Sir.”  Leander raised his eyebrows.  “A cat?”

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Poaching in the Bear Empire
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First: Running in the Bear Empire
Previous: Dying in the Bear Empire

🐻

They left the wagon near the front of a farmhouse, making sure the horses were comfortable and had plenty of grass to munch on, and set off on foot, each of them carrying a bag.  As soon as they reached an intersection, they turned off the wagon-road, heading towards the foothills.

Dusk came on them sooner than they’d have liked, the air turning cool as the sun ducked behind the mountains. Deline began looking for a reasonable place to stop for the night.

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The Hidden Mall: Back the Way They Came ↩️
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First: The Hidden Mall – a beginning of something
Previous: Circles

The Hidden Mall has a landing page here: http://www.lynthornealder.com/verses/the-hidden-mall/

↩️

They turned back, retracing their steps.  Past the Tome Home, past the little shop where Liv had traded in a regret for a necklace.  Back towards the hallway, where it had first looked all bright and colorful and shiny, where it now looked covered in cobwebs, grey, and awful.  Back through the narrow door and into a cold concrete hallway, covered in pipes.

They were all holding their breath.  They were moving slowly, as if they were afraid what they would see.  She was holding on to both Liv’s hands tightly.  She didn’t want to lose either of them.  She didn’t want to know what happened if they got split up here, here where it had all began.

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January 2018 Stranded World on Patreon
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Hello my friends!  It has been an immensely weird month, but I did post a lot on Patreon.

Below is everything Stranded World I posted in January - some stories, some meta, a little more meta, and some links.  Winter featured heavily this month.  I find that interesting.

Free Posts

Mending Strands
The room felt wrong.  His sisters, Winter thought, might have said that it was creepy or oogy or sick, although sometimes sick was a good thing.

This Guy and Autumn could compare notes...
 5 Tips for Planning (and Surviving) a Mega Road Trip

Talk about a quest. Two years ago, Mikah Meyer set out to become the youngest person to visit all 417 U.S. National Park Service sites. Since then, the 31-year-old...

Metaphor for Stranded World?
There are not really enough pictures out there of strings of light or strings connecting people, so when I’m looking for pictures for Stranded World, I come up with some pretty interesting things.
All right, let’s talk about Summer’s clothes....
 
Winter’s Clothes
First, two notes:

One:  I think that Winter engages in a combination of actually knowing how to tailor his own clothing and using strand-working to make everything lie Just So, because I do not picture any of the RoundTree siblings particularly rich (Summer might be, eventually, but who knows?) but damn, the man dresses like a million bucks.

Autumn at the Ren Faire
I was playing around a little with Pinterest and Image Search today. 

Here’s some pictures that are pretty close to Autumn’s garb at the Ren Fest, although her costumes are almost always in red, orange, gold, and brown. 

 
The Stranded World
If you’re new to my settings, you may be wondering what this Stranded World is all about.

So here are a couple worldbuilding reposts talking about the magic of the Stranded world!

Small Town, USA
Autumn spends a lot of time in really small towns.  I mean, some of that is just that’s what she seems to like, but you’d think she’d spend more time in big cities that have big craft festivals, wouldn’t you?  I mean, she’s trying to make enough of a living to pay for the occasional inn or motel or Bed N’ Breakfast room, and those aren’t cheap.

I like small towns.

A long, long time ago
I can still remember how
Maggie’s Ell Jay made me think
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make words sing and dance
And maybe make them think, too, for a while
.♪♫♪

Ahem. 

A long time ago, M.C.A. Hogarth posted something in her LJ about tropes she’d like to see.  One of them - which I have tried more than once to write - was about the young male (it might have been a mage?) recruiting the older female (fighter?)

Everyone gets their inspiration from somewhere; every setting has its seeds in something.Stranded - well, Autumn - came out of the book Blue Highways.

According to Wikipedia, this book came out in 1982.  I don’t think I read it that early at all - I would’ve been six - but someone recommended it to my father, and I read it.  I was probably in my early teens.

Locked Posts

For a portion of every year, Autumn lives out of her van, travelling from Craft Fest to Ren Faire to City Historical Days, selling her art and sometimes solving mysteries.

 

The first time Byron RoundTree saw the strands, he thought he was tripping.To be fair to By, he had been partaking in some interesting substances for the last forty-eight hours in a mostly-peaceful tribal gathering of people deep in a national park.

Curtains
🎭
Winter wasn’t surprised when he came in to find the new temp crying.

Their job wasn’t the sort of place that lent itself easily to short-term or temporary help, and yet their supervisor, intent on getting caught up on her filing, kept trying.

 

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Side Quest - a Camp NanoWrimo Story - Thirty: Teamwork
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Thirty: Teamwork

“Why did you even buy us?”

“Kid,” Weckel sighed, “you are going to get yourself and everyone else in a world of hurt.  Would you stop that?”

“Come here.  Cory, right?”  She had no idea what she was doing.  Did it show?

“Cory.  Mistress.”  He was only a couple seats away from her; he settled on kneeling on the floor in front of her.

The Raven was either still asleep or faking it to see what she’d do. She put both hands on his shoulders and looked down at him.  “Your Mistress made me angry.  Your former Mistress.  She treats people like things.  I’d had enough of that already, and I haven’t been on the road that long.  So I took away the people that were letting her think of people as things.  It was, uh.  I didn’t think that long about it.  And that was dumb.”  She steadied herself.  “I said you had to teach me.  So.  What would your old MIstress do if you talked to her like that, and why?”

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Addergoole: A Ghost Story - Chapter 70: Arnbjörg
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Chapter 70: Arnbjörg
by Lyn Thorne-Alder


Sunday, May 20, 2001

“So are we gonna do it?”  Arnbjörg was shifting her weight from the balls of her feet to her heels and back again.  “I mean.  I know Leo went a little…” She considered the room and forced a little bit of tact to come out of her mouth. “Well, he was having some trouble with blackouts when he was here?”

Zita looked at her pointedly. "I don't know. Are you going to do it?" Her tone was too pleasant to be real.

Arnbjörg looked straight back at Zita. “Should we?”

"Eight months ago, sure. Now?" Zita shrugged.

Arnbjörg considered that answer, looked at Zita again, and decided it was a yes. 

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February 2018 Theme Poll
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Hey it's almost the shortest month of the year!

And so we're going to have a poll!

The theme poll determines both the theme of the Patreon prompt call (for $5-and-up patrons) and of the Wednesday (usually) reposts; I try to fit the other things, such as the map and the Trunk story, into that theme as well, but some themes are more useful for that than others

For a look at my Patreon posts up through August 2017, see here.

If you don't have a DW account, the comments are open to anon voting!




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The Threat
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A story for my Apocalypse Bingo card. 

👹

The monsters were getting closer.

The survivors had created three ragged perimeters around what had been, at one point, Main Street.  They had hung the outside with cold iron.  They’d put mines on the middle perimeter.  And on the inside they’d put up the biggest wooden spikes they could manage.

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Beauty-Beast 29: Bad Change
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First: M/m Keeper/Kept
Previous: Power

🔒

“He has something down in the basement of the building.”  Sal’s voice sounded tight when Ctirad came to himself.  “Here, kid— Ctirad — drink some more water.  It’s not a creature, it’s some sort of really Bad Change, from what I can tell.”

“Bad Cha

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Bodyguard
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First: http://www.lynthornealder.com/2017/12/03/negotiation/

Previous: http://www.lynthornealder.com/2018/01/18/purchased/

💰

“I want my daughter safe.  I want her safe no matter what.”

Leander was not the sort of guy to shiver, but something about his employer’s - Owner’s - words made him want to.  He studied the man’s face.  “You’re serious.”

“Deathly serious.  You are not my life insurance, because I’m not that vain, and because I’m old enough to look after myself.  But you’re my insurance for her.  Understand?”

“Yes, sir.  Crystal clear.  Keep your daughter alive despite herself.  Even when the shit hits the fan.”

“You don’t seem bothered.”

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Side Quest - a Camp NanoWrimo Story - Twenty-Nine: Overheard
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Twenty-Nine: Overheard

Raizel napped for a while, only to wake to very quiet conversation circling around her.  Her head was on the Raven’s shoulder, and his was resting on her head.  It felt cozy, the way she’d only ever felt with -

she felt a stab of guilt. It had been days since she last thought of Amos and Emma, Emma back home without either of them and Amos probably on his way back from this same trip she was taking now.

Well, not the same trip. She found herself doubting that rational, calm, reasonable Amos might have ended up with a captive mage, several slaves, and a kitten, a favor from a spectre, a geas from a fairy...

...and a promise to a boy whore.

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Addergoole: A Ghost Story - Chapter 67: Cynara
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Chapter 67: Cynara
by Lyn Thorne-Alder


Monday, May 14, 2001

The air seemed lighter in the suite.

Cya had felt the ghost leave - they all had, she thought.  The thing had sighed out of their lives with a remember and a sort of smug, self-satisfied feeling that it didn’t really seem like she’d earned.

Zita was safe with Sheba and seemed happy.  Howard might not like the collar (what collar? All he had was a flower in his hat) but he and Magnolia were happy together. Leo was - well, Leo was almost Leo again, and he was doing pretty well with Aviv.

All the major problems of the year had been solved.  It looked like even Lily had gotten rescued by an irate Arnbjörg and a very amused Jaya. Cya had seen the aftermath - Rand spewing blood from his nose and sputtering as he was escorted to Dr. Caitrin’s.  It was the sort of satisfying finish that a book ought to have. 

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After a Warm Meal
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"MDom Not Asshole" continues

First: A story featuring a male keeper and a female Kept.
Previous: Into the Woods, Into the House

🌳🏚️🌳

When she had filled her belly with soup and her mind had calmed down a little, Mélanie looked up at her new owner.  “So. Sir.”

“Jasper.  or Fox.  Or Crazy.”

“So, Jasper.  What is it that you want me to do for you?  Since you wasted valuable stolen goods on m-”

“Not wasted.”  He steepled his fingers and looked at her  “Spent, yes. I spent maybe a quarter of what you are worth, half because I cheated the slave-monger as a matter of course and half because he had no idea what you’re worth-”

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Conlang (Extra Lexember?) - Put Some Clothes On
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Post 1: http://www.lynthornealder.com/2017/12/25/lexember/

Post 2: http://www.lynthornealder.com/2018/01/05/conlang-extra-lexember-syllabary/ 

Post 3: http://www.lynthornealder.com/2018/01/08/conlang3/

Post 4: http://www.lynthornealder.com/2018/01/15/conlang3-2/

Post 5: http://www.lynthornealder.com/2018/01/18/conlang/

Part 6: http://www.lynthornealder.com/2018/01/22/conlang-2/

Today's topic is... Clothes

Okay, let’s see.

We need people who weave, which means we need something to weave.

vinkin is a sort of linen-like fiber which grows easily in their environment.  vinken is the fabric made from it, and vonken is to weave or to make fabric.

rortlon is to sew; rirtlin is a sewn garment, rertlen is “sewn.”

in most cases, rirtlin has come to mean clothing as a whole.

lenlen is a sewing needle; hinlon is thread.

hinhin is embroidery, which is often done with beads made of wood, metal, or clay.

oh, yes, beads.

Ishji, ishin, jijin. (wooden, metal, clay beads).

The main garment worn is a folded sheet of fabric joined at the shoulders and often belted (kedvel; kidvil, a belt) around the waist; when the weather is cold, a tube that would probably be considered a shrug in modern terms is worn under or over this main garment.  The garment is a tilri (telren, folded; tilren, fold; tolren, to fold); the sleeve/shrug is a nini.

(none, to give someone the shoulder, to turn your back on them).



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Plants
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DialMforMara suggested that I blog about plants, and here I am.

Plants.
I bury my toes in loam-dark soil; 

I walk barefoot through the dirt my ancestors farmed. 
That is the part I easily remember of a poem I wrote in high school, when the assignment was roots.

Yeah, but it took me more

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Addergoole: A Ghost Story - Chapter 67: Abednego
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Chapter 67: Abednego
by Lyn Thorne-Alder


Saturday, May 12, 2001

Every time Abednego thought things had settled in to something like normalcy, they shifted again.  He thought he’d stopped getting comfortable with things, just to find that he was dumped on his tail all over again.

Rafe couldn’t settle on what he wanted.  He would pet Abednego for a few minutes, then shift away guiltily, give him an order and then tell him it wasn’t an order.   

Saturdays and Sundays were the worst, and this time Rafe had gone through the cycle five times in less than an hour.  When Abednego found himself wishing for his corner and rules that, if horrible, at least made sense, he sat up straight, shaking off another cycle of petting.

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Conlang (Extra Lexember?) - The Village, Part II
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Post 1: http://www.lynthornealder.com/2017/12/25/lexember/

Post 2: http://www.lynthornealder.com/2018/01/05/conlang-extra-lexember-syllabary/ 

Post 3: http://www.lynthornealder.com/2018/01/08/conlang3/

Post 4: http://www.lynthornealder.com/2018/01/15/conlang3-2/

Post 5: http://www.lynthornealder.com/2018/01/18/conlang/

Today's topic is... Village

Within a village, there are usually several people of importance:
You have the head person, mayor or dispute-reckoner.

Oh! Fight, a fight is rrig. To fight is thus rrog and fight-attitude is rreg.

Okay, so Jirregji. The head-of-village.

And you have the wise-folk: zindi (both Is are as in in)

And the clever-folk: ridi.

di itself means thought, mind.

In this case: the wise folk are usually older people who have proven themselves to have a great deal of knowledge to share.

And the clever folk are generally past adolescence and into an age of innovation.

Oh! Plurals.

=da, -sa, -ya, -kwa

-more-than-one, indeterminate
-two
-a triad
-too many to count

so the wise-folk and the clever-folk are usualy zindiya, ridiya.

There is the Hunt-leader, redi. Like the jirregji, there is only one of them at once.
And the farm-leader, ledi.

And there is the diplomat, (the foreigner-leader), jijidi, of which there is usually be one, but might be several.

People of the village are likfrikwa

(fri is a person)

(Yes, village-people).

(well, TECHNICALLY, people of the green)

A larger village will have a child-leader as well, zizdi, one who thinks about the children.  But in a smaller village, this is handled by the wise-ones.

This is a level just barely beyond subsistence farming. Some people focus on root- or seed-crops, some focus on hunting, some on the animals.  Some make things from the things they can hunt or harvest - wooden things or foods or stone things or things made from bones, and so on.

And some people gather specifically those things that are unique to their own area, for trade with other areas.



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Last Night’s Writing
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Last night, I was feeling like I was running on one cylinder and running out of gas, but I play this writing game, 4theWords, and I really wanted to move up one step on the leaderboards for battles.

Which meant 4 130-word (or so) battles.

So I asked for suggestions on Mastodon, and this is what  came of it. 

Well, technically, two of these weren't even from suggestions...

But anyway!  Words!

📝

Filling the Boots

He woke and shook out the cards.

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Exploit
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Okay, content warning, I creeped myself out. 

🤖

“Kelly, he’s a person, he’s not a robot, you can’t just - Kelly, what are you doing?”

“So there’s this line of - okay, they’re not robots, but they’re programmed, aren’t they?  They’re the Zero-One-Seven line out of Detroit, and they’re, ah,

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Conlang (Extra Lexember?) - The Village
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Post 1: http://www.lynthornealder.com/2017/12/25/lexember/

Post 2: http://www.lynthornealder.com/2018/01/05/conlang-extra-lexember-syllabary/ 

Post 3: http://www.lynthornealder.com/2018/01/08/conlang3/

Post 4: http://www.lynthornealder.com/2018/01/15/conlang3-2/

Today's topic is... Village

Village!

We have a rertivel, the house-bowl with a central green - liklek, in a style they often use (It’s a green-green)

And wid, originally a meadow or other wide stretch of land, becomes a field for planting crops in.

We have the thit, a cattle-like creature (and thet, bovine, usually used to mean lazy and sleepy, and thot, to act in a bovine matter).

The thit and the yin, an egg-laying creature (ducklike) are kept in kid, a corrale (ked, square, kidden, square, kod, to corralle).

And the food is often cooked in a central area, which is usually a kidden, the word square, moved out to mean a central cooking-place.

Those who cook are didden. (okay, technically, that's One-who-cooks.  Must do plurals next)

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The Hidden Mall: Circles 🔘
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First: The Hidden Mall – a beginning of something
Previous: The Hidden Mall: Ropes & Vines

The Hidden Mall has a landing page here: http://www.lynthornealder.com/verses/the-hidden-mall/

🔘

“One minute.  Just one minute, and then we can run.”  She was being ridiculous, and she knew it.  No, she was being suicidal.  But she had to know.

She pulled the bag from the skeletal hand and passed it to her Liv, who took it as it it was on fire, holding it with two fingers by the end of a strap.  Then she pushed aside a bunch of the vines in one rough shove.

The vines wanted to crawl back in, pulling back around the body, pulling back around Abby, but she grabbed what she was looking for - the chain of the necklace around the corpse’s neck - and pulled hard.

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Purchased
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First: http://www.lynthornealder.com/2017/12/03/negotiation/

Previous: http://www.lynthornealder.com/2018/01/07/purchase-agreement/

There was paperwork, or at least the sort that involved moving small pieces of green paper between people.  It wasn’t like this place wanted a trail.  

And then there was the woman who had trapped him originally passing his ownership over, and then there was the matter of removing the shackles, the leather belt, the ankle restraints, and the thick steel collar.  The woman paused for a moment, raised her eyebrows.

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X-Factor
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“We’ve studied one million samples.”  Professor Georges was very solemn.  It didn’t keep Professor Osborne from scoffing at him.

“There aren’t a million people in this part of the world anymore.”

“We have been studying for a long time.  At approximately fifty thousand people a year for the first one hundred fifty years, and then a much reduced rate.  The last five years, we took samples from merely a thousand people.”

“So your rate of testing decreased over time.”

“The population decreased over time, and the methods became, by necessity, more circumspect: we could no longer use blood tests overtly.  Also, our own population was badly hit by the Disaster.”

“Yes, of course it was.  What did you determine?”

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Addergoole: A Ghost Story - Chapter 65: Leofric
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Chapter 65: Leofric
by Inspector Caracal


Thursday, May 3, 2001

Leofric watched the pool in the grotto, the water's surface rippling as Aviv swum around below. It was usually peaceful, spending time there, and this time was fortunately not an exception, which he was very much appreciating. (Even more than the view through the water, which he was also appreciating. It had taken weeks for Aviv to stop making self-deprecating comments about skinny dipping and traumatizing Leo. Weeks. It was like the man never looked in a mirror before!)

Theoretically, he could be swimming too, but swimming was not really his strong point. Electricity and water just don't mix - you don't throw a pikachu into a pond, not unless you hate the pikachu and are a jerk. So instead, most of the time he sat on the rocks near the pool in his swim trunks, watched, and did Idu Workings on the plants (which he was not allowed to eat, despite his Keeper clearly having a lot of experience doing exactly that).

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Conlang (Extra Lexember?) - Society
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Post 1: http://www.lynthornealder.com/2017/12/25/lexember/

Post 2: http://www.lynthornealder.com/2018/01/05/conlang-extra-lexember-syllabary/ 

Post 3: http://www.lynthornealder.com/2018/01/08/conlang3/

Today's topic is... Society

Right now, I’m building vocabulary based on a very pre-industrial society. It’s sort of an experiment (which might end up being an in-world experiment, too; I have Ideas); I’m picturing them at a beginning-to-farm level as well as having pictured them at a hunter-gatherer level and going outwards from that.

So what we have are people living mostly in tiltek, sturdy rock homes built on high outcroppings, generally up against each other and in horseshoe shapes to stand against the cold winds that come in from the coast. 

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Into the Woods, Into the House
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First: A story featuring a male keeper and a female Kept.
Previous: Crazy Like a Fox

The return of “Mdom not asshole”.  I cannot find that I posted this first part, but if I have, I apologize. 

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The gate was still terrifying. Mélanie felt far too relieved by Jesper’s hand on her leg and the warmth of him pressed against her side. She needed it; she was fighting against panic with every step the horses took.

The horses didn’t seem to mind at all. She found that reassuring. They walked through the creepy, terrifying gate, waited placidly while Jasper closed the gate behind them and locked it, and headed cheerfully towards what seemed to all appearances to be a half-collapsed stone stable and carriage house.

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Beauty-Beast 28: Power
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First: M/m Keeper/Kept
Previous: Memory

This chapter comes with an additional content warning:
While I'm dancing around it quite a bit in this chapter, there is body horror in what Ctirad and his former Owner find in the basement. 

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Ctirad leaned against Timaios again and focused on his breathing.  “Can I…”  What was he doing.  “..Sorry, nothing, sir.”

“You may ask for anything you want without punishment, Ctirad, especially while you are here, alone in my room, and someone is doing something as intimate as searching your memories.”

“It’s all right, sir. It’s nothing.”

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A New World: History is in the Eye of the Beholder
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First: A New World
Previous: Made In the Ikitem Peninsula

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A map.  She wondered if there were maps anywhere in this place.

The next couple floors proved not so helpful - informative, but not for what she wanted at the moment.  There was a diagram of what a typical house would look like

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Blog Post: Catching Up
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Well! I haven’t done a what’s-Lyn-Doing blog post in quite a while! Boring life, ey? (I suppose after a summer of MRIs, spinal taps, blood draws, funerals, babies (other people’s) and major home renovation, anything would seem a little boring). So, what have I been up to? What have YOU been up to?

Crafts
Knitting, knitting, knitting. I knit my mom and dad each scarflets for Christmas, knit a sleeveless jacket and a hat for Eclipse Viking Baby Capriox. I joined a knit-a-long and am working very slowly on a large asymmetrical triangular shawl, and I am almost done with Secret Project One and about to start on Secret Project Two. Winter is good for knitting!

House
We were 1/2 of the way through installing new under-cabinet/over-sink LED motion-activated-switch lights 2 weekends ago – and then we realized we had no 1/2″ drill bit. *facepalm* So now we have a bit and it’s too cold to go out to the garage. Soon! Then the dishes and our new sink and awesome new faucet – and dishwasher! (it was a busy summer)- will be illuminated. Oh, and we got a door and a front wall of sorts on the bathroom before we had company overnight back in the beginning of December. And half the ceiling. Maybe we’ll get the other half of the ceiling done tomorrow!

Health
I live! I have new drugs which are jabbity once every two weeks and sort of make me feel like crap for a little bit afterwards. But they should, ah, stop a repeat of this summer, hopefully! (The bad part with the big needles, not the good part with the home renovations).

Weather
I think the weather is trying to kill us. I mean, I live on the North Coast; that’s kind of a given. Yesterday it dropped /twenty degrees F/ in /two hours/. And then is continuing to drop steadily an average of 1 degree an hour from 5 pm yesterday until about sunrise tomorrow. Thursday and Friday the high was in the fifties F. Today it’s 11.

How about you?
Keeping warm? Crafting? Writing? Arting? Healthy? Homed?

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Under Water
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This comes from a conversation I had with Inspector Caracal & Lilfluff on Mastodon. 

Content warning: Attempted murder.  

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The school pool was empty, which meant, technically, Aelia should not have been in it.

She needed to swim off some stress, though, and she needed to make sure she was in decent shape when the match came.  They’d lost against Rotterville-Hampton the last three times, and that was just not happening again.

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Young at Heart
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Written to the Thimbleful Thursday Prompt from yesterday, of the same name. 

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“It’s a cloned heart, freshly made in our lab.”

Dr. Hischa was very proud of the heart in a box. It was displayed like the crown jewels, held up for the cameras and, more importantly, for the patient. “This hea

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Addergoole: A Ghost Story - Skip Week Story: Kwxe Classes
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Skip Week Story: Kwxe Classes
by Lyn Thorne-Alder


First week of Year 6

“Kwxe is not a toy.”  Luke glared.  Shahin smiled back placidly.

“Kwxe is not a toy,” she agreed.  “It’s a tool, like any Word.  And sir, I want to use it more effectively.”

“Harrumph.  And your Mentor —”

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The Hidden Mall: Normal ⛲
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First: The Hidden Mall – a beginning of something
Previous: The Hidden Mall: Ropes & Vines

The Hidden Mall has a landing page here: http://www.lynthornealder.com/verses/the-hidden-mall/



Abby and skinny-Liv slept in beds bracketing Liv-1, who had been tied down probably more thoroughly than she needed to be. Abby had thought she’d have trouble falling asleep – a strange bed, a strange world, and with no idea what might be out there – but she was asleep almost before her head hit the pillow.
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Find
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A story for my Apocalypse Bingo card. 

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Therosa had been walking through nothingness for well over a week, and it was beginning to wear on her.

Certainly in a physical sense: unlike most of the places around, the rubble hadn’t been cleared, cars had been left where they stopped, and junk

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Funerary Rites Twenty-Two: Baggage
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First: Funeral
Previous: Home

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furniture had been moved.  The grand ballroom stood open and bare of furniture, one of the two wide staircases blocked off.  There were no bloodstains, no place on the wall where - where - her grandmother’s portrait was gone, which was not surprising, but one of her mother had replaced it, which was far more startling.  She had never seen her mother looking so formal, so comfortably formal, even when the ballroom had been open with the giant parties her parents had thrown.

She turned in a slow circle.  She remembered the way that corner had seemed so small, so cozy and hidden, even if you could see right into it from the front door.  She’d sat there when there were parties, long past her bedtime.  And over there, they’d laid out vast spreads of food, back when this house had bragged a staff second to none.  

Behind her, the rest of her crew had opened the grand front double doors but were waiting.  She understood. “Enter Monmartin Manor, and make it yours.  As Crew, this house is every bit as much your home as it is mine.  As family, you can hold this home with me.”

Chitter gasped softly.  Allayne  squeezed Senga’s hand.  “You know you didn’t have to go that far.”

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Weaver of Threads
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A long time ago, M.C.A. Hogarth posted something in her LJ about tropes she’d like to see. One of them – which I have tried more than once to write – was about the young male (it might have been a mage?) recruiting the older female fighter?
Anyway, I was looking through my archives and I found this first chapter, or so, of Fiametta, a Strand-Worker living up on the top of a mountain.
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There were those who had called Fiametta cruel. Back when her hair was still red, more than one man had accused her of enjoying the pain of others. She’d never denied it, finding that a simple smile made them far more uncertain than any argument would, and so had a reputation as a bit of a wicked woman.
She remembered, fondly, her favorite of those complaints…
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The Hidden Mall: Moving On ♪♫
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♪ I think this line’s mostly filler ♫— the Buffy Musical
Note: belated xpost




“Um.”  Abigail looked between the three of them and held out the candy in her pocket.  “I took it, but I didn’t- hey!” She closed her hand around it as her Liv grabbed for it.

“Yeah, I’d say throw that out, but you’d have to destroy it utterly.  Okay, you should be fine, but try to get rid of that now that Liv notices you have it. I’m not saying that it’ll get you home, by the way, but there’s something about the -hey!”

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Blue Highways and Autumn at the Ren Faire - Stranded Meta
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Everyone gets their inspiration from somewhere; every setting has its seeds in something.
Stranded - well, Autumn - came out of the book Blue Highways.

According to Wikipedia, this book came out in 1982. I don’t think I read it that early at all - I would’ve been six - but someone recommended it to my father, and I read it. I was probably in my early teens.
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Autumn at the Ren Faire</li>


I was playing around a little with Pinterest and Image Search today.
Here’s some pictures that are pretty close to Autumn’s garb at the Ren Fest, although her costumes are almost always in red, orange, gold, and brown.

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Conlang (Extra Lexember?) - Shelter
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Post 1: http://www.lynthornealder.com/2017/12/25/lexember/

Post 2: http://www.lynthornealder.com/2018/01/05/conlang-extra-lexember-syllabary/ 

Today's topic is... Shelter

The basic unit of shelter is vil, but this is used almost exclusively for what we might call a shack, although vol, to house (or be housed) is still used for almost any case involving giving someone a place to live.

Tiltek is a rock shelter, originally, but now means a sturdy or comfortable shelter. 

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Blocked
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Sophie woke up to a set of blocks in her bedroom.

She recognized them immediately.  The ones in the bedroom were small, the sort you’d stumble over.  She picked them up one by one and stacked then against the wall in the space room.  If she got them stacked nicely enough, sometimes they would just go away on their own.  If she didn’t...

There, in the hallway, with yellow and black stripes, blocking the whole traffic path, a bigger one, almost up to her hip.  She went around, down the stairs and then up the back stairs.  She’d move the roadblock later.  First, she needed a shower.  And some coffee.

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BeePocalypse 3: The More Things Change...
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First: The Testers

Previous: Up

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Slowly, very slowly, Kelly turned around.  It was Reyansh, and yet it wasn’t.  His face was more pointed, his eyes bigger and also more pointed, his skin looked iridescent, and he had wings sprouting from his back, bug-like wings that glimmered in iridescent blues.  “The Bees, their most potent attack was their most subtle.  They created something we’re calling a smart virus.  It mutates us, all in a hope of making our brains more susceptible to the Bee Hive’s commands.”

The green-blue woman filled in.  “Children born into this environment have almost no chance of surviving - they cannot withstand the immunization for the mind control, and second-generation physical alterations are almost always fatal in utero, if not soon afterwards.  They weren’t looking for a breeding population - or, we think, the ‘immunization’ against the mind control alters something that is meant to let us survive.”

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The Hidden Mall: Ropes 🌱 Vines
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First: The Hidden Mall – a beginning of something
Previous: The Hidden Mall: Moving On

The Hidden Mall has a landing page here: http://www.lynthornealder.com/verses/the-hidden-mall/

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The door stuck at halfway open, but the gap was wide enough to slip through, so Abby led her Livs through the crack.

They pushed through a curtain of Vines and flowers and into a vine- covered beauty parlor.  The door was right next to an old hair dryer bonnet, vines dangling from it like a  hairstyle.

 “Or at least it’s not making my skin break out.”

“Let’s not try that more,” the other muttered.  “This reminds me of Sears  You know, the photo place ought to be right over -”

“-There,” agreed the other one.  Abby wasn’t sure if she liked them getting along well enough to talk in sync.  It could mean her Liv was getting better - or it could mean Skinny Liv was getting worse.

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The Expectant Wood Chapter 18: A Fooxin and a Friend
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Now on Patreon!


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 The Expectant Woods Landing Page 


Cartwright frowned at their path.  “This is not a route I wanted to take you on.  It’s-”


“Hsst.”  The woman raised her spear and put herself directly in front of Cartwright and Nimbus.  “Doon.”


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Conlang (Extra Lexember?) - syllabary
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Post 1: http://www.lynthornealder.com/2017/12/25/lexember/

Okay, today we’re going to talk about Food.

If you’re looking for haute cuisine, that’s going to have to wait.  Today, we’re talking about very basic food for my as-of-yet-unnamed/worldbuilt society.

First is the Fiffiff root, a tuberous starch root to a thorny bush, vinni which bears berries  - the berries, thitfi, are edible by the cattle-like creature (The thit) but not by humans.

Fiffiff is cooked on one of three ways:

blended with the sap from the fijlof tree, then pounded, pounded, pounded into a paste which is spread out and dried.  The fijlof sap changes the acidity of the fiffiff and makes it store better.

boiled down and eaten like mashed potatoes.

cut into small slices and fried up with thit fat



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Side Quest - a Camp NanoWrimo Story - Twenty-Seven: The Train
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Twenty-Seven: The Train

“Am I really here?” Raizel muttered to the Diamond Raven.  It felt unlikely.  She had been trying for this for what seemed like months, even if it had only been days, and here they were, on the platform, buying two tickets for the train.  

That she had the Diamond Raven with her, that she was carrying a kitten, and that she was being followed by a rich woman who still hadn’t quite stopped muttering about her husband, the sword - none of that seemed unusual anymore.  That she still had to unthrone a Poison King, tell stories about a Jade Knave, and that she still owed several other quests to several other beings - she was beginning to think that this was her life, to go from place to place solving other people’s problems.

“If you are not here, then neither am I, and I am fairly - although not totally - certain that I am here, and so must you be, too.”

“Did you really just bargain me an entire stable of assistants?”

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Traitors
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Nobody had expected the Trees to be the ones to go over.

The Zedriygro had been pushing at the Atraoya borders for years now.  They had been sending in agents - some of them Human, but just as many Elf or Centaur or Animal expats who had been living either in Zedriyg

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