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Sunday Snippet, October 20, 2019

This follows from last week’s post. (The love potion in question ate away at some stones.)

(A bit more background about this story. It was started to go along with a D20tabletop RPG that a friend was creating.  I have no idea where his project currently stands; I should probably ask him.)

“Keep on believing it,” Ozell said. “Things are going to change and you’ll need him someday.”

She stopped and looked up at the spirit, but Ozell had chosen to be invisible. “Are you being prophetic or annoying?” she asked.

“Yes,” he replied smugly and she swung the spoon at him before stabbing it viciously back into the contents of the cauldron, now including him in her litany of people, places, and things to be cursed.

“So, how is my little sweetheart doing with the love potion?” another voice – this one corporeal – asked. “Is it ready for the two of us to sample, eh?” 

She stopped stirring as Tuiee approached and looked into the cauldron. He frowned and drew a glass vial from a pocked of his robe and carefully dipped some of the liquid out. “This is no love potion,” he said, studying it. “What did you put in this, you little fleabite?”

 

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Rainbow Snippet for 10-19-2019

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I’m gearing up for NaNoWriMo next month and have almost definitely decided that I will most likely probably be working on my “Steampunk thing.”  So, since I’m looking over what I have written of it (less than 2000 words) I thought I’d post bits from it to help me stay focused on it.

(Apologies for any language usage that’s anachronistic. I’ll deal with that once the first draft is done.)

This picks up from last week which ended with: Puzzled and curious, I looked down at the newspaper clipping.

Inventor seeks general laborer to assist with flying ship. Carpentry skills required. Will train for other duties. Pay: 10s/week. Apply in person to V.R. Madison, 135 Pearl Place.

……

It wasn’t a fit night for man nor beast. It was cold and dark and getting colder and darker. And wetter. The fog from the snow melt was bad enough, but the all day drizzle had turned into a good downpour and the wind lashed rain that was just a hair above freezing.

Ordinarily I would have been holed up in the ramshackle shanty that passes for my home, trying to stay dry – or at least no more than damp – but the words “flying ship” had sent a jolt of excitement through me. Widow Cooper had been right; ever since I had seen my first airship as a wee lad I’d dreamed of being aboard one of the great flying ships that occasionally flew over the city or moored at the docks. V.R. Madison was only advertising for general construction help, but maybe, just maybe, there might be a crew position available, and I was going to do my level best to fill it.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Sunday Snippet, October 13, 2019

This follows from last week’s post. (The love potion in question ate away at some stones.)

(A bit more background about this story. It was started to go along with a D20tabletop RPG that a friend was creating.  I have no idea where his project currently stands; I should probably ask him.)

 

“Now, now. What’s Tuiee going to say when he sees what his love potion does, hm?”

Chollee snorted. “As if I care what that fat no-talent shopkeeper has to say!”

“Ooooh… he’s going to fire you!”

She shrugged. “He fires me every week.”

“And you keep working.”

“He pays well. And he needs me.” 

The truth was, Tuiee had always been very good to her, and she truly did love the old man, even though she seriously doubted his stories of being a grand wizard. 

“Keep on believing it,” Ozell said. “Things are going to change and you’ll need him someday.”

 

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Rainbow Snippet for 10-12-2019

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I’m gearing up for NaNoWriMo next month and have almost definitely decided that I will most likely probably be working on my “Steampunk thing.”  So, since I’m looking over what I have written of it (less than 2000 words) I thought I’d post bits from it to help me stay focused on it.

(Apologies for any language usage that’s anachronistic. I’ll deal with that once the first draft is done.)

This picks up from last week.

“I’m afraid I can’t pay you much,” she’d apologized as she always did. “But I have written you a letter of introduction and recommendation.”

I might not be able to spend those letters but they were good for starting a fire, but today there was something different about the envelope that she handed me.

The envelope was of fine heavy stationery instead of the more common writing paper that she normally used for the letters she gave me, and it bore a wax seal with an imprint from a signet ring. In addition there was a clipping from The Daily Mail. “I remember you telling me once that your greatest dream was to fly. I hope this helps you realize that dream.”

Puzzled and curious, I looked down at the newspaper clipping.

 

 

 

 

 

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Sunday Snippet, October 6, 2019

Switching things up a bit for a bit, posting from a barely started rough draft that has no name yet.

(A bit more background about this story. It was started to go along with a D20tabletop RPG that a friend was creating.  I have no idea where his project currently stands; I should probably ask him.)

Chollee gave the contents of the cauldron an angry stir, muttering curses under her breath. The midday sun and disturbing lack of ocean breeze did nothing to improve her mood and she directed curses at them as well as the cauldron, the contents of the cauldron, the fire under the cauldron, and the owner of the cauldron.

Not genuine curses of course: she wasn’t quite that angry – except maybe at the owner of the cauldron. She gave contents another stir and a few drops splashed out, landing on the stones of the fire pit and hissing angrily as they ate away at one.

“I thought that was supposed to be a love potion?” a voice said curiously.

“Go away, Ozell. I’m not in the mood.”

“Obviously,” the voice snickered and she splashed some of the liquid in its general direction.

 

 

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Rainbow Snippet for 10-5-2019

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I’m gearing up for NaNoWriMo next month and have almost definitely decided that I will most likely probably be working on my “Steampunk thing.”  So, since I’m looking over what I have written of it (less than 2000 words, a fair number of which are going to go bye-bye (yes, I’m tired) I thought I’d post bits from it to help me stay focused on it and not the scores of plot demons bunnies that will be crawling out of cracks in the next few weeks.

(Apologies for any language usage that’s anachronistic. I’ll deal with that once the first draft is done.)

135 Pearl Place

I looked at the address on the newspaper clipping again, not that I needed to; the advertisement had burned itself into my memory from the first time I read it.

I’d been doing a bit of work: nothing challenging, just replacing some steps on Widow Cooper’s porch. She always sent for me when she needed work done. Never paid me in cash money, but always made sure that I had a good meal and a letter of reference to show to others. Bless her. She’d been a lady of some means once, but her husband – God rest his soul – had squandered away most of it on various ventures. When he died there wasn’t much left for her other than their home, which was too much for her to take care of now. It was falling into disrepair but I did my best to mend what I could for her

And on a day like this a good hot meal and a cuppa was almost as good as money.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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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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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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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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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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