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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.

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Read Me Elsewhere
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Looking for more of my fiction? It’s splattered all over the web like I threw it up in the air just to watch it fall down! (What a good strategy, Lyn…)



On Ko-Fi, free for anyone to read:Too Old for This Cow Shit - Asta was too old for this shit.

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Prince of Hell?
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I've been watching Lucifer on Netflix, and it occurred to me that he fits pretty well into Fae Apoc, powers and all, and ah, here's an AU of his early days "on Earth," that is, free of his previous employment...

The blonde women is Mike VanderLinden.

😈

“Hello,  Luci. I heard you got out.”

Lucifer didn't know the gorgeous blond woman approaching him, but that she was gorgeous, called him Lucy, and you keep gotten out told him that he didn't want to know her either.

“I did.” He was to have to work on sounding more certain when he said that.

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Bullet Journals
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(A Blog Post)



I am wrapping up my fifth bullet journal — all but the first holding 6 months each; for the first I used the back of an old notebook I’d had lying around (everyone has those, right?) as a test.



I love it.  



I mean, considering I've kept something up for over two years

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Funerary Rites 37: Throw in (a) Towel
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🔑

Senga was sitting between her friends, eating the same pizza they ater every week, soaking up the warmth of people who understood her - at least, who understood everything she had been that didn’t involve this house and -

and

“Chitter?”

“Yeah, Sang?”

“… Did Erramun go to talk to the cook in a towel?”

“Yes, yes he did.”

“Well.  Do you think I should rescue him?”

“Senga, he’s an assassin, he’s older than you, and he’s a tough man.  I’m sure he can take care of-”

“This is the Monmartin family staff, though,” Ezer cut in.

“-you should go rescue him.”

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Safe
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This did not turn out quite like I intended.  Like, within a mile of it. 

Post-apoc fae apoc, Cya (the woman), and an unknown viewpoint male fae.

🚐

He was not, not exactly, stalking her.

For one, he already knew where she lived.

Everyone in this area of the world knew where she lived.

They might not have put one and one together and realized that she was who lived there, but she did not always bother with a disguise, and that particularly red hair was like a flag.

Like a beacon. 

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Hidden Mall 52: People
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"You know," the voice came from under the blankets where Liv - where Abby's Liv - had been sleeping.  "I could say 'you can't be that bitchy, you're me.  But you're all about how we're all different, isn't that what you were saying?  So hey, you're different, you're smart, go you. Problem is, this Liv isn't stupid either.  So what's the problem?"

"Oh, come on, are you all that ridiculously brainwashed or what?"

"Being rude isn't going to make things any better," Liv-Skinny pointed out.  "And it's really not going to help get Abby to do anything for you. Have you ever found that being rude to Abby - yours, mine, any of them - does any good?"

"There's two problems."  Abby'd had time to think while the Livs argued.  She cleared her throat now, because she wasn't sure that this had anything to do with her.  "There's the problem that Liv here, uhm, Liv-Bitchy, wants a way out of this mall. I don't know where she wants to end up, but she wants out of here and she was willing to sacrifice both of the other two of you to do it.

"The other problem is - well, something she said.  That her Abby was willing to kill other Abbies to get what she wanted. The One True Abby.  Liv, is your Abby the one that's been killing Abbies? Is it - is it not the mall? Is it one of me?"

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Treaty
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A prequel of sorts to Lost Day and A Toque for Hill Primus.





“It’s only for a-”

“Ambassador, between us, let’s not mince words.  There’s never an only for a while when it comes to government.  Something exists, and then it continues on. So let’s talk about what we get out of it and what we have to put in.”

“We had to agree to a single arcology to get every other nation putting in to agree to one.   Which is important, because some of those other nations really need the population space. It quadruples the amount of room that a lot of their population will have to live in.  So we’re going to put one - well, we had four buildings in construction already in Virginia, so we’re working with an architectural team to turn those into one big building that can house at least five thousand people.  And every other nation on the committee is doing the same. They’ll be monitored and maintained by the Starlight Hospitality corporation; they’re the ones we have doing a lot of the work on the national parks like the Grand Canyon right now.”

“How are you going to get people to move into a giant skyscraper?”

“For one, it’s not, it’s more like an enclosed town that just happens to be several dozen stories tall.   There’s - there will be, and soon - plenty of accessibility, solutions for power outages, and then, on the other end, nice spaces, good views, plenty of natural plant and animal life, and good shopping and entertainment.  It’ll be like a really nice city, just with no cars and no attached traffic and such. For another thing, we’re going to bribe the first three thousand people. Free rent-”

“You’ll end up with homeless people.”

“Then they won’t be homeless anymore, will they?”  The Ambassador smiled benignly.

“And who is paying for all of this?”

“The Starlight Hospitality corporation is paying for seventy-five percent out the door.  We’re selling rental space for restaurants, stores, and the like to cover the rest, and the rent for anyone over 3000 will cover any unexpected expenses.  Digital commuting allows people to talk to anyone they want without leaving the warmth and safety of their arcology.”

“And what does the Starlight Hospitality Corp get out of this?  Other than the exclusive contract to run these things which, I imagine, will turn them a pretty penny.”

“Well, that.”  The Ambassador cleared his throat. “And there is all of that test market research on an effectively captive audience.  And data on people’s traffic patterns and such. I hear they plan to build another fifty of these things in the upcoming twenty years.  Ours are just their, mmm, their test market.”

“So… they build these things, a treaty forces us to fill them up, and then they get all the money?”  

For the first time, the Ambassador looked nervous.  

“…Yes.  Yes, that is the situation.”

“And we’re stuck with it.”

“Yes.  Yes we are.”

“Then I’m sure—”

Something about the voice made the Ambassador nervous.

“-you’ll be glad to take one of the first apartments there.  

“I will?”

“You will.”

“I… will.”

“For free, of course, since you’ll be one of the first 3000.”

“That’s too generous, really, I can’t—”

“Not at all.  I’m sure your wife and kids will love it.  And you’ll be very comfortable there, right?  You won't notice being data mined at all! Now come on, I won’t hear no as an answer. It’s a very nice place, I’m told, yes?  And we do want to set a good example, after all.”



 

My Arcologies prompt call is still open here. 




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Haunted House 34: Friends
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First: A story featuring a male keeper and a female Kept.
Previous:  Thank You

🌳

Mélanie woke next to Jasper and found herself smiling before she had even come fully awake.  He was warm next to her, his arm thrown over her to hold her close in a gesture that seemed less possessive and mo

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The Stapler Rebellion
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“Class, can you tell me what this is representing?”

The VR diorama  showed two women in early Space era outfits, the one in a tidy romper with a skirt-wrap of a style that was classic enough that it kept cycling around every generation or so, the other in a sloppy scientist’s jumpsuit.  The classily-dressed woman had her back turned on a distraught scientist who was shaking a stapler.

“Oh!  That’s the Stapler Revolution!”  One of the know-it-all students bounced a little. “That’s when — when they changed all the laws about staplers? No, that’s not right.  It’s…”

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The Generation
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Amalie had been studying science since she was old enough to scroll through a book reader.  She had spent ten years studying astronomy before moving on to geology and then, in a move that surprised everyone, concentrated on botany for her secondary work.

Her younger brother had focused on astrology and astrogation the entire time, and could tell you from a two-second look at any star chart where they were and which way they were headed.  He wanted to be part of the Navigation Team. He wanted to be part of the Rulers who got to go up onto the Bridge.

Amalie just wanted to know everything.  She wanted, as she explained to her perplexed parents, to eat something more interesting, too, and to make something with a better protein balance that didn't taste like the same old thing.  And if high-end botany was going to get that, that's what she was going to study.

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Hidden Mall 51: Apart
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Abby stared at Liv.  She could hear the other two stirring.  She flinched, despite herself; she couldn’t play nasty with one Liv and expect the other two not to take it personally - since it was personal, wasn’t it?

“I haven’t even met another Abby.”  That was probably the wrong thing to say.  “I’ve seen one dead-”

That was definitely the wrong thing to say. “Well, of course you have! Since you want them all dead - tell me, do you even know why?  So you can be the One True Abby? It never made any sense to me. But I did figure out that I didn’t mean anything to you. Nothing.” She sneered.  Even though this was a strange Liv, Abby could tell that she was hurting. “I figured that much out before you ditched me here.”

“She’s not your Abby.”  The voice came from somewhere behind this angry Liv.  “You have to remember that. She’s not my Abby, either.  So she’s not dead, and she didn’t ditch you anywhere. Yet,” she added tiredly.  “She does have this habit of going into situations that can get her killed - but we’re in the Mall. Anything can get her killed.”

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Mini Prompt Call
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I've been listening to Issaac Arthur's Science Fiction series on Youtube - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XAJeYe-abUA&list=PLIIOUpOge0Ls94qU9ZgTy3A-PbmRKKbV4&index=2 - and now I would like Writing Prompts on the theme of

archologies and eucumenopolises, megaworlds and city-planets

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Using Magic
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Okay, so I watched The Chilling Adventures of Sabrina, and I was thinking about teenaged fae in Fae Apoc - non-Addergoole ones - and how they might deal with having magic and here, have a story.

🌪️

“Can I use magic now?”

“Are you freaking kidding me?”

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Funerary Rites 36: Stages of Grief
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🔑

“Will it help?”  That was sigh-worthy, so she did sigh.  “I don’t know, not about the long run,” Senga admitted.  “In the short run, what it’s done is, uh. You saw.”

“Mistress everything,” Chitter agreed. “He’s like — he’s like some sort of puppet or something.  Like he’s pulling his ow

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Present
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a story for my New Year’s Prompt Call

Warning... a wee bit maudlin. 




The snow had finally melted.  It had been a long winter - slow-starting but then dumping buckets of snow on us all of February and March and most of April.

It was May 5th, and I could finally see all of the grass, or at least the parts that had survived.  I could see, too, my poor bushes, which had not done well but which were, now, trying to put out the buds they normally would have put out in early March. 

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Flowers
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a story for my New Year’s Prompt Call


It was January Third.

I remember because nobody was hungover but work wasn't really getting back to normal yet - not the second but not the fifth, that sort of thing?

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Suffering
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a story for my New Year's Prompt Call


She had learned tricks in her time, and one of them was the fuel that kept her going.

She wasn't supposed to keep going, that was part of the problem.  She was a construct, and she had been built for one particularly strange revenge that had been intended to last a couple weeks, maybe a couple months. She had been designed to build this one person up and then watch them crumble down, and she had done very well at her job. 

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Hidden Mall 50: Took My Hand
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Abby stared at Liv.  She let her eyes rake over the girl, trying to figure out if this was her friend or was the stranger she’d picked up along the way.  She couldn’t tell. The faces were the same. The eyes were the same.

“Alone?” she managed.

“Oh, come on, we’ve always been loners, all of us.  It’s not like we really like hanging out with people for any length of time.  You’re the same way. It’s just that this place forces a sort of closeness that makes us all uncomfortable.  So why not let her stay here in this beaver den? Let her relax until someone else comes along. It’ll be good for her.”

Abby’s eyes were on the lump in the blankets that was Liv.  The other Liv Something about the way Liv was talking was catching her attention.  She stared at the girl.

“I don’t know how they do things in your world,” she managed through a voice that wanted to rise up into a shout, “but we don’t *do* that where I come from.  Not to anyone.”

She stretched languidly and raised her eyebrows. “We’re all the same. All of us.  Livs, Abbies, Vics. Come on, you have to realized that by now.”

There were *two* long lumps under the blankets.  “Where…” Abby asked slowly, “did you come from?”

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Funerary Rites 35: Pizza?
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🔑

A short nap and a long shower in - in her  new shower - found Senga unwilling to stop cuddling Erramun.  

Which was, she supposed, kind of ridiculous.  She had things to do. She had places to be.

She had a man who was amazing in bed, who could handle what she did, who had a mind.

Maybe that’s why Great-Aunt Mirabella had done this.

And maybe pigs flew.

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Hidden Mall 49: Safety is Restlessness
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Abby woke the next morning feeling very well-rested and a little confused.  For a moment, looking up at the ceiling of brambles very close to her, she couldn't remember where she was or how she'd ended up here.  Her bed was cozy and warm, and there was Liv next to her - and Liv, which was a little strange, but-

Everything came rushing back as she sat up.  She huffed tiredly - her body might not be tired, but her mind was.  They were - they were in a rabbit warren of some sort, that was right.  And they'd settled down for the night. She looked at the Livs. They were sleeping very nicely, cuddled up next to each other. She wanted to let them sleep.

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Lexember - Technology
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Time for verbs!

Or just a single verb…

We’re going to start with the concept of to count, to sum up.

This is a very old word, first recorded as someone counting their sheep.

fuap is the root word.

fuaplu began as “one who counts.”  Now it means, well, “computer.”  That is, a machine...

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The Fading, the Forgetting - the Remembering
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This is a story of Changeling: the Dreaming, although there is very little of that setting that you need to know to read this. 

In short, at least in older versions of the setting, when changelings reach a certain point - age often helps - of banality in their lives, they fall into a stage where they forget their fae souls.  But their human bodies live on...



The temperatures were over 100F.  There was a drought on that had been going for more than a month.  The city had been in and out of water restrictions since late May, and the sun was searing down as if it was trying to bake everyone who dared to go outside.

And on a street in a neighborhood where the police always went in twos and preferably in threes, a hydrant was spraying water all over the sidewalk and the road.

Seven children from toddler age to teens were dancing in the water.  Normally, the police would chase them off, close the hydrant, and maybe make stern noises at the oldest of them.  But this time, they were dancing with two grey-haired people who were definitely old enough to arrest.

Hell, their retirements might be old enough to arrest. 

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Lexember: Uninvited Guests
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Today we are talking about vermin!

First, we are going to use the word that means vermin in Old Bear.

It comes from the older word chiav, which means worm.

 

....Whoops, I need a consistent set of noun endings for this. 

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Hidden Mall 48: Nest
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They scrambled on hands and knees through the doorway, one of the Livs making squeaking noises of distress until they were well through, until the other one took a machete to the last hand grasping for them and all three of them swung the door shut.

This likely saved them some headaches, as when Abby looked up above her head, she realized that they had come in just under a mass of briers and as they settled in, the briers closed behind them.

Abby swallowed nervously  -but there was a path opening in front of them.

And the floor, which might have been uncomfortable to crawl on if it had been an ordinary mall floor, was instead something soft and just a little bit squishy, like cork.

“Onward,” Abby decided.  “Come on, maybe we can find a rabbit.”

There was no “up” to choose, but after a little while, there were a couple left and right turns.  Abby took the left the first time but at the second one, one of the Livs made a noise of complaint.

“Tired,” she pointed out.  Abby had to agree with her.

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Lexember Day Three - Mama Bear
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Mother Bear is our concept for today.

We're going to start with bear, the actual word for it, which is nonggo. 

You can find this word in only a couple places in modern Bear or even in Old Bear: the Mountains in the far north were originally Nonggofa and now nonggofa means "northern cold" ...

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Lexember Day “Two” - Comfortable?
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Today we're going to move on to COMFORTABLE.

The word in Old Bear come from two words:

Tcha - this word, used almost entirely as a prefix by the time of Old Bear, means "Like, as, or with."

Spes -

Spes comes from the Before Words word spezzi, which meant the best way to be; as a matter

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Haunted House 29 - Teamwork
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First: A story featuring a male keeper and a female Kept.
Previous: Trouble

🌳🏚🌳

The wagon rumbled on.  Mélanie stared at her Owner and tried to decipher something from his expression.  His eyes were closed. Sometimes he muttered into the gag, but it was nothing that made any sense.  Sometimes his eyes fluttered open, but he didn’t look at her.

Possibly, he was still drugged enough that he thought he’d imagined her there.  Possibly, he was drugged enough that he was seeing pink elephants and purple unicorns and hadn’t seen her at all.

She didn’t know.  So she waited and listened and hoped, held her breath with a Working sitting right on the tip of her tongue in case there was enough of a distraction, praying that Jasper would trust her and let her do what she had to or that, if his plan was already in action, her plan wouldn’t interfere with his in any bad manner.

She hadn’t been walking that long, had she?  She resisted the urge to look up, to twist around to look bout between the brutes’ feet.  Even if she could see the road without getting noticed, she didn’t know the area well enough to recognize any landmarks. She thought, though, that they ought to be almost there.

A groan from Jasper almost made her jump - it was loud, pained, distressed.  She bit her tongue and held still.

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Hidden Mall 47: Grabbed
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The pathways got narrower the next level up - not that the stairway itself, individual treads held up by nearly-invisible cables, wasn’t a nightmare in and of itself - and shakier, and then they had one more stairway to go up, the ceiling looking like a pincushion of cables above them.

The last stairway was right next to a series of bodies, hung by the neck and looking like halloween decorations more than people.  One of them was wearing Abby’s favorite shirt, but it wasn’t her. Couldn’t be her. She was right here. She held a Liv’s hand and swallowed around bile.

The body closest to the stairs moved.  Not the Abby, a stranger, a hand reaching out towards Liv.  

Liv darted away, retching.  “It was dead,” she whispered to herself. “It’s dead.”



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Funerary Rites 32: Control
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🔑

“I have to ask again, are you an idiot?”

“You don’t have  to be an asshole.  I know how Keeping works, you giant shit, so you can back off and just assume I’m not asking or talking about the bond.  Obviously you’re protective of her.  Obviously you have to obey her.  That has nothing to do with the way you’re looking at her right now.”  Ezer rolled his eyes and flapped that away with a wave of his hand. “Anyway.  There’s a job.  It’s a recon, and if you, mister, can listen and follow a plan, then we could use you.  If you can’t, then you’re staying back here.”

“You can’t give me orders,” Erramun snarled.

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Hidden Mall 46: Goodbye
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They all stared off into space for a moment, thinking - or at least Abby was - about being betrayed by one of their own, by someone who looked just like their best friend, the boy they liked - or themselves.  Abby broke the silence, unable to stand contemplating that any longer.

“So what about the pendant -”  She meant to scoop one of them out of her neckline, but both of them tangled together.  “The woman at the first booth, the one Liv sold a regret to, she gave me this.”

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On the Edge
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They had always lived on the edge.

Iai had heard of other families where they did not; on occasion, they had wandered inland and met such families.  They traded in things that one could farm in a stable, calm environment; they sold things that required land and water in different ratios and

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Hidden Mall 46: Goodbye
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They all stared off into space for a moment, thinking - or at least Abby was - about being betrayed by one of their own, by someone who looked just like their best friend, the boy they liked - or themselves.  Abby broke the silence, unable to stand contemplating that any longer.

“So what about the pendant -”  She meant to scoop one of them out of her neckline, but both of them tangled together.  “The woman at the first booth, the one Liv sold a regret to, she gave me this.”

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#Lexember is coming!
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I decided the Bear Empire needed Ancient Bear, a tongue used in magery, rituals, religion, and medicine that looks nice to chant.

And here is Lexember.

I'm gonna do this backwards: I'm gonna start making up a few words, and then work the language around them.  I have a couple ideas for

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Two “PrepTober” Pieces
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These have been sitting in my drafts bin for a bit, but here we go...

Based on Twitter Prompts

"Write your character sick"  - Deline, Bear Empire, some time before the book

“Bear Claws don’t get sick.”

Deline had been saying this for a week, but the evidence was mounting up against her: chills, fever, an unfortunate habit of losing whatever she put in her stomach, an increasing inability to stand up.

“We don’t.   It’s part of the magic of the Claw.  It’s part of the initiation, it’s part of what we are.  We don’t get sick.”  She wasn’t really arguing with Anire, her husband’s junior wife; she was more arguing with the facts.
Anire had never turned down a fight.  She looked Deline up and down and huffed.

“Well then, someone poisoned you.  Or cast a nasty sort of magery on you.  Something like that.  Either way, you cannot go on a mission today, and you shouldn’t be going to a formal dinner. You shouldn’t be going anywhere except to bed.”  Anire took a firm hold on Deline’s arm and tugged.

It was a sign of how miserable that Deline was feeling that she didn’t feel strong enough to resist the tug.  “We have to be at that dinner.  Any absence, any of the four of us, it will be noted.”

“This, this is why you need another husband.  You need someone to send you to bed and then take your regrets to the dinner.  You need someone to tell you when you’re being foolish, Deline.  And make sure that you don’t knock yourself over.  If you’d listened to me, if you hadn’t gone out on that hunt yesterday-”

“Enough.”  Deline tried to put some firmness in her voice, but she found she had none to offer.  “Enough, Anire.  I will go to bed and sleep until an hour before the dinner.  You can send your junior husband in, if you’re worried about me staying in place.  And then, when it’s time for the dinner, I will put on my best gown and my best bright-eyes spell, and I will walk around.  Then, if someone has poisoned me, they will see that they’ve failed.”

“Sleep.”  Anire shoved Deline lightly into bed and hauled a blanket over her.  “If you sleep now and drink broth when I bring it to you, I will make sure someone wakes you up in time for you to dress for the dinner.  But if you give me any trouble at all, I’m going to sit on you, and we will both miss that dinner, and the scandal can say that we would rather spend the day in bed together than meet with the governors.  Which, considering it’s the Lynx and Elk governors, has more than a small grain of truth to it.  Sleep, Deline.”
Deline blinked up at her husband’s junior wife, wondering why she looked as if she was shining.  “Sleep,” she agreed.  She was so cold.  “Another blanket?”

“Another blanket.  And, you know, Deline.  I’m a Claw, too.  You know I know there’s no such thing as magic to keep you from getting sick.”  Anire kissed her forehead lightly.  “Rest, Sister Claw.  I’ll watch your back.”



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Funerary Rites 31: Orders
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“I’m just saying, she knows more than she’s saying.”

Ezer was following Senga and Erramun around the house.

This might have been adorable in a normal case, but since Senga was trying to get a moment or seven alone with Erramun, it was growing a little frustrating.

“And I’m saying, of course she does.”  Senga checked the back door to the garden - the one in the Sturdy - and found it, too, locked.

Her cousins were fae.  They couldn’t enter a house without an invitation, any more than she could. But that wouldn’t stop them from sending an agent, or a team of them, if they thought it would work.

“What do you mean, of course she does?”

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Thimbleful Thursday: Zonked
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I think the best warning for this one is: This creeped me out.  No body horror but brain horror.



“We have an agreement.”  The woman’s smile was fake.  “You signed the papers, the money has been deposited, and you are ready to comply.”

“Yes.”  Tepha nodded shortly.  “You have my thumbprin

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Hidden Mall 45: We’re Not Safe
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Abby swallowed against the intensity of Vic’s voice and forced herself to be strong.  “Is it you, then?  Because the only thing that wanted to hurt me before I came in here was you.”

Vic gave her a level, cold look. “I don’t know how it was in your reality, but in mine, that is complete BS.  Sure, I gave you shit.  But who gave you the black eye in eighth grade?”

Abby shuddered.  “Alec Harden.”

“I thought so.  And that rumor about you and Tem Brenner, that wasn’t me.  That wasn’t even Tem, which I could almost see.  No matter how lame you are, you’re still a step up for that piece of trash.”

Abby snorted. “You said the same thing.  I mean, in my world.”

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Bits of a story born from a dream
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The dream ended the first time at about the first scene below, after the viewpoint character was Undergoing A Complicated Challenge In the Nether Realms, but she was definitely the daughter of (someone important in hell) and (someone female important some other way).  The story has been tiddling around in my head since. 

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"That's a nice collar."  Her fingers brushed the air near it.  "Would you like to wear mine instead?"

"Dey..." Chris's words were a warning.  "You just saw her..."

"I saw her climb out of the Nether Realms like she owned the place."   Dey was a little impressed.  He was also more than a little turned on. "And now she wants to put her collar on me?"

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For The Best
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Dark Hermione, complicit Harry, post-books and ignoring the Epilogue.

This is mad magiscience, with most of the actual results being offscreen, but it still involves attempting to reproduce the effects of the Imperius Curse without using an Unforgivable, and it does involve human (wizard) experimentation.

And I kind of want to expand it.



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Quite Pleasant
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Story written to @SkySailor's prompt on Mastodon, because it is that sort of day. 

Content warning: Non-consensual sex (not in detail but definitely there), incarceration, impregnation, transportation, and almost anything else you can think of that ends in - ation



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Hidden Mall 44: Story
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They made it into the health-food store with nothing breaking under them and nobody insulting anyone else.  The way the day had been going, Abby was going to take that as a victory.

The store had clearly been picked over, but there were still a few sports drinks and chewy meal-replacement bars on the shelves, as well as some smaller containers of protein powder.  While they ate - first making sure Vic-starving got something into her stomach - Vic tried to explain things.

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The Hidden Mall 43 - Vic(tim)
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They looked at the map for a minute.  Well, Liv and Abby looked at the map, while Liv tried to explain Vic-French and Vic to each other, leading to Vic (Abby was mentally labelling her Vic-bitchy, but she’d probably be bitchy if she was left hanging to die from a freaking air mall, too) snapping, “Yes, there are many of us, I get that.  The question is, why is she here? We don’t even like you.”

“Because-” something in the tone suggested that the Liv answering questions was probably Skinny-Liv, but Abby barely checked anymore, “-we need as many of us as possibly.  We want to take on whatever’s killing Abbies.”

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NanoWriMo Skip Week
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Where’s all the content, Lyn?

It’s in three documents for NaNoWriMo, that’s where 😉

Skip week this week.  Have a few snippets of what I’m working on.


(Green is described as being “days where you did exceptionally well.”  Yellow isn’t described, but those days I wrote less than 1667 of NaNoWriMo-logged words but was still above the Nano Daily Goal overall)



“I am your Aunt!  I am your elder.  And if you cannot be polite to your elders-”

“Then I imagine I’ll have trouble at work, yes.”  Eva smiled crookedly. “I told you I’d look into the Matthews and I will.”  Sometime this decade, for sure. “I assure you. You might ask Aunt Antonia about Cosette and see if she has any insight.  There’s not all that much she knows, but she might – what’s the phrase – there might be something she doesn’t know that she knows.”

“Trying to send me away again?”

“Well, I have a lot of boxes to go through, and they’re really not going to sort themselves.”  Eva gestured at the pile. “If you’d like to help, I have dust masks and gloves over there-”

“Dust masks and gloves?” Ramona glanced at the pile. “For trinkets?”

“I’m not sure if you’ve noticed, but the attic chests in here don’t collect anything more than enough dust to provide ambiance.  I’ve meant to study that spell for a while, because it seems very interesting and I think it might do me good somewhere else in life.  On the other hand, the boxes down here have been around – well, this one longer than I’ve been alive – Aunt Asta, as all Aunts, kept cats, and the dust one some of the things seems to have been there when she – or Aunt Ruan – packed them up.  So yes.” She pulled on the gloves and grabbed a dust mask. “There might be something interesting for you. Something from your childhood. Wouldn’t that be neat?”



“Why do you need another hand?”  Verve leaned forward and studied the hand parts.  Sheen held himself back. The wrong magic mixing with his technomancy and it could all fall apart in an instant. “The one you’re wearing seems pretty cool.”

“It’s not bad, I’ll give you that.  It was my second attempt. I mean, the things that they provide, the off the shelf things, those are awful.”  He gestured a bit with the hand, which did a good job of responding to his nerve signals. “But I can do better.  That’s the thing with being, well, uh. Me. That is, you know, a technomantic genius. It’s like being a shark. You never stop moving.”

Verve tilted her head and looked at him, looking for a moment like she was looking through him.  Sheen shifted, looked back at his bag, his smile falling away like someone had deleted it.

“I-”  He fumbled with his meat hand and huffed at the bag.  “Here. All don-”

“Self improvement.”  She made a noise that might have been hunh and might have been ha.  “Very literally. I like it.” She patted his shoulder.



“…Now, I know I’m just the student and you’re the professors-”

“This, Eunestazia, is why you should stop listening to blowhards and arrogant prigs.  You’ll have your doctorate soon enough. Your first doctorate, I should say. And then you can stand in front of idiots like and tell them exactly how stupid their ideas are…”

“Sir, you’re being stupid and you ought to make sure that you stay close to Doctor Zlata Rao, not run away from her again.” Eunestazia’s voice was completely even.  If it hadn’t been for the subject matter at hand, Xeroviya might have applauded. “I’m sure that the two of you can find some way to put aside inter-university squabbles and work together for that time.”

“That reminds me,” Xeroviya put in, quickly, before this could turn into more private disputes, “I found a bracelet that might interest you,Doctor Mendelssohn.  Do you have your gloves on?”




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Cutest NaNoWriMo Wordcounter Yet
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Sapper - a story adjacent to Cloverleaf
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“Are you there yet?”

The only things George was currently happy about could be listed on two clawed fingers: he was underground, and when he was not digging, he was getting tolerable and semi-regular meals.

“You started me five miles away.  No, I’m not there yet. It’s only been three days and I’m not a miracle worker.”

He would have been politer - he HAD been politer the first sixteen times - but every time he had to answer, he had to stop digging.

“You’re an earth-Worker, though.  A mole. Shouldn’t this go fast for you?”

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Funerary Rites 30: Adjustments
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Ezer cleared his throat. “How likely is this to interfere with our business?”

“I think,” Senga admitted quietly, “that it’s already doing so.  I think that whatever happened with that job the other day, it was probably family-related - my family.  I mean, unless you or Allayne have come up with enemies lately that you haven’t told me about.”

“What about Chitter?”  Erramun looked between the two of them, ignoring the staff for the moment.

Ezer snorted. “She just makes online enemies.  They’d hack the house - one of them made the icemaker spew ice all over the kitchen once - but they don’t generally sink to attempted murder.  They think it’s messy and sort of below them, I think.”

“Murder?”  Candavish leaned forward.  “You’re not speaking of Mirabella.”

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NanoWrimo Counter and snippits
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“You think maybe Verve isn’t always going to be reading so maybe she can take a turn on dishes?”
“Afraid not,” Jenivere deadpanned back at him. “I am going to be reading until I die. That’s the problem with being a wizard — you literally can’t stop reading.”



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Funerary Rites 29: Service
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It took them another fifteen minutes to calm Chitter down that time, during which the tea and coffee - and Chitter’s soda - arrived. The maid bringing the drinks made things either better or much worse by looking Chitter in the eye and apologizing for being late. “I had to feed the moat creature, you see.”

“Moat creature! Moat Creature! Wait…”

Five minutes later, Senga had managed to convince Chitter that there was no invisible moat and no moat creature. Five minutes after that, with Candavish’s amused help, they’d managed to calm her down.

“Honestly. You could have just told me that you were kidding,” she huffed.

“I believe I did. Twelve minutes ago. Although-”

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November Theme Poll is up!
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What should the November 2018 Patreon theme be? - Strawpoll.com


Vote now: What should the November 2018 Patreon theme be? - Aunt Family [Setting]*, Cyber-run (Magical Futurism) [Setting] * or … Whats your opinion?



 

* These three are the settings of my three NanoWrimo projects

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