Monthly Archives: September 2019

Sunday Snippet,September 29, 2019

Still posting from Book Two of The Other Mages trilogy this month, mostly because I’m too lazy to pick something different. (This is also why the same CD stays in my car’s player for months on end.)

 

Character introduction:
Trebor is an Empath.
D’Laron is his best friend and a Healer.
(They are both university professors as well as Mages.)
Katheri is a student at the university and has Mage potential.
Ellinea was D’Laron’s Questora, now deceased.

Xooshemi is going to get a name change. She’s a member of the Mage Guild (an archivist), and was D’Laron’s Saja. 

A few vocabulary words for now and for future reference.
Qestora is a female apprentice
Qestoro is a male apprentice
Qestori is the plural and can refer to males, females, or both.
Mentors/trainers are:
Saj (singular, male or female)
Sajo (male)
Saja (female)
Sajen (plural, male or female)

 

Picking up from last week.

With unspoken accord they returned to D’Laron’s office and D’Laron refilled their brandy tumblers. As he handed one to Trebor he spoke quietly. “You do want Katheri, don’t you?”

“I won’t lie to you, Del. Yes. I would love to have her as a Qestora. But I’m not sure it’s a good idea – for me, for her, or for you. You need her, Del.”

D’Laron looked at him, pale blue eyes pleading.  I don’t know if I can,” he said softly. “I didn’t even sense her Potential.”

Trebor smiled. “Yes you did. Maybe not consciously, but you were aware of it on a deeper level.”

D’Laron studied the amber liquid in his tumbler for a long moment. “Trebor?”

“Hmm?”

“Do you think it’s ever been done, or that it’s possible?”

“Do I think what’s ever been done?”

“Two Sajen for one Qestori.”

“Two–?” Trebor stopped, stunned, his mind racing. “Are you out of your mind?”

“It was your idea,” D’Laron pointed out dryly. 

“Well, yes, but…”  Trebor’s voice trailed off as he turned the idea over in his mind.  Had it been just something to say to Xooshemi? Or would it be really be possible? There was no doubt that the idea excited him, that he wanted to do it.  Still he hesitated. “Maybe…”  He looked up, catching and holding D’Laron’s gaze, looking into him, reaching into him to gauge his feelings. At last he nodded, satisfied that D’Laron was not doing this to escape the responsibility of a Qestora, or because he knew that Trebor also wanted her, but out of a genuine desire to do what was best for Katheri. “Do you think we can?” 

“I don’t know why not. And two Sajen looking out for her are better than one, especially given the circumstances.”

A smile spread slowly across Trebor’s face. “Then let’s do it.”

D’Laron nodded, relieved. “I’m glad Xooshemi is going to be away. I don’t want her to know about Katheri yet. Not until we get her properly apprenticed.”

Trebor nodded. “The better to protect her.”

“Yes. I will not let that happen to another one.”

“Nor will I.”

Their gazes locked and the vow was sealed without need for further words.

“Now all we have to do,” Trebor grinned, “is convince Katheri.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Rainbow Snippet for 9-28-2019

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Rainbow Snippets is a group for LGBTQ+ authors, bloggers, and readers to gather once a week and share six sentences from a work of fiction–a WIP or a finished work or even a 6-sentence book recommendation (no spoilers please!).   Check out all the other awesome snippets by clicking on the picture above.

Still posting from Book Two of The Other Mages trilogy this month, mostly because I’m too lazy to pick something different. (This is also why the same CD stays in my car’s player for months on end.)

Character introduction:
Trebor is an Empath. D’Laron is his best friend and a Healer.
Luthen is… Well, an Elder in their tradition, and a mentor, especially to Trebor.
Katheri is also an Empath, and Trebor and D’Laron are her Sajen – her trainers/mentors.
Sidden is a Healer and Empath, more experienced than Trebor or D’Laron.

Picking up from last week.

The kiss lasted a lifetime and was over too soon and he sighed with contentment and regret.

“I’m sorry,” Trebor started.

“Don’t be. I’m only sorry that it ended — and that it took so long to start.”

Trebor smiled, drawing in a deep breath. “I’ve wanted this since the night you and Luthen got here. And probably before that but that was the first that I knew…”

Sidden bent his head and kissed him again, running his hands down Trebor’s back. “You do know that this is dangerous, don’t you?” he murmured.

“Because we are both men? I thought only the Church cared about that and we don’t care about the Church.”

Sidden laughed and kissed him again: his lips were intoxicating.  “No, not because of the Church and not because we’re both men. Because we are both Empaths.”

“I don’t understand.”

“This… the vulnerability of being Soul Bare… this will magnify that.”

“Then won’t it also magnify the way it feels when we connect, soul to soul?”

“Yes, and that is what is dangerous.”

 

 

 

And some vocabulary words:
Qestoro is a male apprentice
Qestori is the plural and can refer to males, females, or both.
Mentors/trainers are:
Saj (singular, male or female)
Sajo (male)
Saja (female
Sajen (plural, male or female)

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Wednesday Words #248(9/25/2019)

Welcome to Wednesday Words!  Every Wednesday I will post some sort of prompt for a flash fiction piece.  The prompt will go live just after midnight Eastern time.

The prompt might be a picture, or it might be a list of things to include in a story, or maybe a phrase or a question or something from a “news of the weird” type thing, or a… who knows?

After that, it’s up to you.  But if you do use the prompt to write a bit of flash fiction (say, 500 words or so) I’d love to see what you came up with, so comment below with a link to where it is on your blog (or on WattPad or wherever).

(And a pingback to the post here where you found the prompt would be appreciated but isn’t necessary.)

Oh, and this isn’t a contest or anything.  It’s just a (hopefully) fun thing for all concerned.

And, hey, if it inspires more than 500 or so words, run with it!

a chimney
snow
bells

(It’s three months until Christmas!) (Sorry, Danielle)

And, as always, I’d love to see what you come up with!

 

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Sunday Snippet,September 22, 2019

Still posting from Book Two of The Other Mages trilogy this month, mostly because I’m too lazy to pick something different. (This is also why the same CD stays in my car’s player for months on end.)

 

Character introduction:
Trebor is an Empath.
D’Laron is his best friend and a Healer.
(They are both university professors as well as Mages.)
Katheri is a student at the university and has Mage potential.
Ellinea was D’Laron’s Questora, now deceased.

Xooshemi is going to get a name change. She’s a member of the Mage Guild (an archivist), and was D’Laron’s Saja. 

A few vocabulary words for now and for future reference.
Qestora is a female apprentice
Qestoro is a male apprentice
Qestori is the plural and can refer to males, females, or both.
Mentors/trainers are:
Saj (singular, male or female)
Sajo (male)
Saja (female)
Sajen (plural, male or female)

 

Picking up from last week.

As they started out of the office they met Xooshemi on her way in. 

“What do you two want?”

She was almost snarling and D’Laron was taken aback for a moment. “Nothing important.” His smile was forced. “Just a minor question for an Archivist.”

“Well, what is it?” she prompted impatiently.

“We were talking about how things have changed since we were Qestori and one thing led to another,” Trebor stepped in smoothly as D’Laron hesitated. “Given that there used to be actual schools just for Mages we got to wondering if there was ever a case where one Qestori had two Sajen.”

Xooshemi frowned, thinking. “I don’t recall ever having come across anything like that,” she replied. “Of course, that doesn’t mean it didn’t happen. Could just have never been recorded. Or could be that I’ve never come across it. Believe it or not, I don’t have the entire history of all Orders memorized.”

“Any idea how something like that would work if it did exist?” D’Laron asked. 

“If you two are that interested, research it,” Xooshemi snapped. “I don’t have time for fool’s games.” She pushed past them and then stopped, turned, and looked up at the two of them. “Just so you know, I’ll be away for probably most of the rest of the semester. I just got word that there’s a family issue I need to attend to. So look up whatever you want, just don’t make a mess.”

Xooshemi turned and went into her office, firmly closing the door behind her, leaving the two of them standing in the hallway in bewildered silence.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Rainbow Snippet for 9-21-2019

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Rainbow Snippets is a group for LGBTQ+ authors, bloggers, and readers to gather once a week and share six sentences from a work of fiction–a WIP or a finished work or even a 6-sentence book recommendation (no spoilers please!).   Check out all the other awesome snippets by clicking on the picture above.

Still posting from Book Two of The Other Mages trilogy this month, mostly because I’m too lazy to pick something different. (This is also why the same CD stays in my car’s player for months on end.)

Character introduction:
Trebor is an Empath. D’Laron is his best friend and a Healer.
Luthen is… Well, an Elder in their tradition, and a mentor, especially to Trebor.
Katheri is also an Empath, and Trebor and D’Laron are her Sajen – her trainers/mentors.
Sidden is a Healer and Empath, more experienced than Trebor or D’Laron.

Skipping ahead quite a bit. A demon has been dealt with and Sidden has shared one of his personal demons with Trebor.

 

They kept supper conversation light and happy and filled with laughter, with Trebor holding a light Weave of all of them and filling it with his sense of joy. 

“Thank you, Treb,” Sidden said after D’Laron and Katheri had left for the night. “That couldn’t have been easy to maintain.”

Trebor shrugged. “It wasn’t all that hard. I just chose to focus on how much love I have for all of you and how much love I get from all of you, and how much joy and pleasure and all around happiness from being with you all and having you all here.”

“All of us?”

“Yes, all of you. You are all special to me.” He grew more serious. “And some in different ways than others.”

Sidden caught his breath at Trebor’s last sentence then drew a deep breath and let it out slowly. He ached to reach out with his Gift to brush against Trebor’s emotions to see if he meant what he thought he did, but resisted the urge, afraid that he was wrong.

But then Trebor’s hand was on his shoulder and Sidden found himself drawn into blue eyes that were unusually serious and he couldn’t help himself: he opened up and reached out and felt a stab of longing that he couldn’t tell if it came from himself or Trebor.

“Treb…” His voice was choked and pleading and then Trebor’s lips were on his and he wrapped his arms around him, yielding to the kiss that he hadn’t known he wanted, hadn’t known he needed, but the pleasure that came from it was overwhelming and it was mutual and he tightened his arms and returned the kiss, a soft groan rising from depths he hadn’t known he had.

The kiss lasted a lifetime and was over too soon and he sighed with contentment and regret.

 

 

And some vocabulary words:
Qestoro is a male apprentice
Qestori is the plural and can refer to males, females, or both.
Mentors/trainers are:
Saj (singular, male or female)
Sajo (male)
Saja (female
Sajen (plural, male or female)

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Wednesday Words #247(9/18/2019)

Welcome to Wednesday Words!  Every Wednesday I will post some sort of prompt for a flash fiction piece.  The prompt will go live just after midnight Eastern time.

The prompt might be a picture, or it might be a list of things to include in a story, or maybe a phrase or a question or something from a “news of the weird” type thing, or a… who knows?

After that, it’s up to you.  But if you do use the prompt to write a bit of flash fiction (say, 500 words or so) I’d love to see what you came up with, so comment below with a link to where it is on your blog (or on WattPad or wherever).

(And a pingback to the post here where you found the prompt would be appreciated but isn’t necessary.)

Oh, and this isn’t a contest or anything.  It’s just a (hopefully) fun thing for all concerned.

And, hey, if it inspires more than 500 or so words, run with it!

an itch you can’t reach
a journal
a water fountain

And, as always, I’d love to see what you come up with!

 

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Sunday Snippet,September 15, 2019

Still posting from Book Two of The Other Mages trilogy this month, mostly because I’m too lazy to pick something different. (This is also why the same CD stays in my car’s player for months on end.)

 

Character introduction:
Trebor is an Empath.
D’Laron is his best friend and a Healer.
(They are both university professors as well as Mages.)
Katheri is a student at the university and has Mage potential.
Ellinea was D’Laron’s Questora, now deceased.

Xooshemi is going to get a name change. She’s a member of the Mage Guild (an archivist), and was D’Laron’s Saja. 

A few vocabulary words for now and for future reference.
Qestora is a female apprentice
Qestoro is a male apprentice
Qestori is the plural and can refer to males, females, or both.
Mentors/trainers are:
Saj (singular, male or female)
Sajo (male)
Saja (female)
Sajen (plural, male or female)

 

Picking up from last week.

“Xooshemi?” Trebor’s distress was so obvious that D’Laron couldn’t dismiss the accusation. His mind played back over the preceding years, and a small shudder ran through him. He knew that Xooshemi had been hard on Ellinea, and looking back, in light of what Trebor had said, he began thinking that it wasn’t just trying to teach and mold her. How could he have missed it? “I was too blind to see it,” he whispered, feeling ill. “Why – why didn’t you tell me what was going on?”

“Toward the end, I barely saw Ellinea, and neither did you. Xooshemi saw to it that she was isolated from you, and thus from me. I thought it was unusual, but… Xooshemi was your Saja and Ellinea was your Qestora and I had no place interfering in either end of things.”

D’Laron swallowed hard, suddenly realizing how isolated Trebor must have felt, and how helpless. At last he rose and placed a hand on his friend’s shoulder. “From now on, Treb, we share suspicions.”

Trebor nodded. “You’re right. I should have said something then, and I should never have pulled away.”

“And I shouldn’t have let you.” He gave Trebor’s shoulder a squeeze. “Come on, let’s get out of here.”

“But –?”

“I just don’t feel up to talking to her right now. Not after what you just told me.”

Trebor nodded and rose. “I’m sorry, Del.”

“So am I, Treb, for a lot of things.” He hesitated for a moment. “Treb, from now on, nothing comes between us. Certainly not Xooshemi.”

 

 

 

 

 

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Rainbow Snippet for 9-14-2019

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Rainbow Snippets is a group for LGBTQ+ authors, bloggers, and readers to gather once a week and share six sentences from a work of fiction–a WIP or a finished work or even a 6-sentence book recommendation (no spoilers please!).   Check out all the other awesome snippets by clicking on the picture above.

Still posting from Book Two of The Other Mages trilogy this month, mostly because I’m too lazy to pick something different. (This is also why the same CD stays in my car’s player for months on end.)

Character introduction:
Trebor is an Empath. D’Laron is his best friend and a Healer.
Luthen is… Well, an Elder in their tradition, and a mentor, especially to Trebor.
Katheri is also an Empath, and Trebor and D’Laron are her Sajen – her trainers/mentors.
Sidden is a Healer and Empath, more experienced than Trebor or D’Laron.

Picking up from last week’s post.

“…we will both do whatever we can to help others.”

“I hope it never comes to that, but there is a chance that we may have to take you up on it. And we will, of course, find a way to send them here without compromising your safety. We would just let them know that there are others of our people here who will help them.”

Trebor smiled. “I know you won’t endanger us. I know how… protective… you can be.”

Sidden laughed and pulled Trebor close, resting his forehead against the other man’s. “Ah, Trebor, it feels good to laugh. You have no idea how good it feels.”

“I cannot imagine you not laughing.” Trebor wrapped his arms and his love around Sidden, holding him safely in both of them until he felt Sidden relax.

“I need this, Treb. I had no idea how much I needed this. Even Kaeriya… She just doesn’t understand as well as you do.” He sighed and straightened. “Thank you.”

Trebor looked at him curiously.

“For just being you. For understanding me and accepting me.” He smiled. “You probably know me better than anyone else ever has.”

“You’re my friend, Sid, and you’ve taught me more than you know.” He studied him for a moment. “I think this summer we should go to the ocean. You should meet the undines.”

 

And some vocabulary words:
Qestoro is a male apprentice
Qestori is the plural and can refer to males, females, or both.
Mentors/trainers are:
Saj (singular, male or female)
Sajo (male)
Saja (female
Sajen (plural, male or female)

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Wednesday Words #246(9/11/2019)

Welcome to Wednesday Words!  Every Wednesday I will post some sort of prompt for a flash fiction piece.  The prompt will go live just after midnight Eastern time.

The prompt might be a picture, or it might be a list of things to include in a story, or maybe a phrase or a question or something from a “news of the weird” type thing, or a… who knows?

After that, it’s up to you.  But if you do use the prompt to write a bit of flash fiction (say, 500 words or so) I’d love to see what you came up with, so comment below with a link to where it is on your blog (or on WattPad or wherever).

(And a pingback to the post here where you found the prompt would be appreciated but isn’t necessary.)

Oh, and this isn’t a contest or anything.  It’s just a (hopefully) fun thing for all concerned.

And, hey, if it inspires more than 500 or so words, run with it!

a tower
a flower
a word of power

And, as always, I’d love to see what you come up with!

 

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Sunday Snippet,September 8, 2019

Still posting from Book Two of The Other Mages trilogy this month, mostly because I’m too lazy to pick something different. (This is also why the same CD stays in my car’s player for months on end.)

 

Character introduction:
Trebor is an Empath.
D’Laron is his best friend and a Healer.
(They are both university professors as well as Mages.)
Katheri is a student at the university and has Mage potential.
Ellinea was D’Laron’s Questora, now deceased.

Xooshemi is going to get a name change. She’s a member of the Mage Guild (an archivist), and was D’Laron’s Saja. 

A few vocabulary words for now and for future reference.
Qestora is a female apprentice
Qestoro is a male apprentice
Qestori is the plural and can refer to males, females, or both.
Mentors/trainers are:
Saj (singular, male or female)
Sajo (male)
Saja (female)
Sajen (plural, male or female)

 

Picking up from last week.

“Del… Ellinea was not your fault.” Trebor took a deep breath and plunged forward suddenly. “And it wasn’t suicide.”

D’Laron looked up, startled. “Treb – “

Trebor rose and started pacing again, clearly agitated. “I didn’t want to say anything then. I didn’t have any proof. I still don’t. But since we’re speaking the unspeakable… and even the unthinkable…”

“Are – are you sure?”

Trebor whirled to face him. “Yes, I’m sure. She was stressed, having trouble coping, but she was not suicidal.”

D’Laron rubbed a hand across his face. “Why didn’t you say anything?”

“What was I supposed to say, Del? ‘Sorry to be the bearer of bad news but your Saja murdered your Qestora’?” Trebor sank into a chair, face in his hands, choking back a sob. He had said it, had voiced a suspicion he had sworn he would never voice. The words were out and there was no way to call them back.

 

 

 

 

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