Happy Yuletide
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The opening portion of this entry has been brought to you by Hypatia, whose new Favorite Thing is mommy's keyboard, demanded regularly with "mama! mama! ma ma ma ma ma ma!" :D
I have had a lovely weekend of being fed ALL THE THINGS by my own mom, and YULETIDE!
I got TWO Damar stories -- the universe of Robin McKinley's books The Blue Sword and The Hero and The Crown, which have been favorites of mine since the first time I found them in the tiny used bookstore near my house when I was eleven, and almost as long, I have been perpetually frustrated by the lack of more Damar!
These are both wonderful, with spot-on prose that makes them both feel like they could have come right out of canon, except they both tell brand-new and awesome stories. SO MANY ♥ to my awesome writers whoever you are!
Springtime in Ihistan (1455 words) by Anonymous
Fandom: Damar Series - Robin McKinley
Rating: General Audiences
Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
Summary:
A meeting in a marketplace; blue eyes, pimchies, and Gonturan; memories and Meeldtar.
~*~
"Surely you know," Jack said, frowning. "Your great-grandmother - mother's mother's mother - was a Hillwoman; one of of rank, I believe. That was before we'd gained a proper foothold here..." (The Blue Sword, p. 207)
The First Ride of Othalan-sol (1466 words) by Anonymous
Fandom: Damar Series - Robin McKinley
Rating: General Audiences
Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Original Female Character/Original Male Character
Characters: Original Characters
Summary:
It is always darkest, our grandmothers say, before the dawn.
Hypatia has gone down for the night, and I am going to settle in with a cup of tea and read some stories and write some treats, as I did not feel up to pinch hitting this year, so there is just the one story from me, but I had a ridiculous amount of fun writing it and now can play!
Speaking of which, I love to do the Yuletide guessing game, but
cesperanza has informed me that she would know my story was mine if she read it blindfolded in a ditch on fire, so I am going to be cautious. :P Here is my slightly modified version:
Guess my story! If you are one of the first three people to guess, I will write you a drabble-y thing to the prompt of your choice (fandom/pairing I have written before). :D
eta: omg no CHEATING! that is no fun! what, do you people sneak into closets and unwrap your presents to find out what they are! *lols*
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o.p [[[[[[[[[[[[[[kyyyyyyyyyyy
The opening portion of this entry has been brought to you by Hypatia, whose new Favorite Thing is mommy's keyboard, demanded regularly with "mama! mama! ma ma ma ma ma ma!" :D
I have had a lovely weekend of being fed ALL THE THINGS by my own mom, and YULETIDE!
I got TWO Damar stories -- the universe of Robin McKinley's books The Blue Sword and The Hero and The Crown, which have been favorites of mine since the first time I found them in the tiny used bookstore near my house when I was eleven, and almost as long, I have been perpetually frustrated by the lack of more Damar!
These are both wonderful, with spot-on prose that makes them both feel like they could have come right out of canon, except they both tell brand-new and awesome stories. SO MANY ♥ to my awesome writers whoever you are!
Springtime in Ihistan (1455 words) by Anonymous
Fandom: Damar Series - Robin McKinley
Rating: General Audiences
Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
Summary:
A meeting in a marketplace; blue eyes, pimchies, and Gonturan; memories and Meeldtar.
~*~
"Surely you know," Jack said, frowning. "Your great-grandmother - mother's mother's mother - was a Hillwoman; one of of rank, I believe. That was before we'd gained a proper foothold here..." (The Blue Sword, p. 207)
The First Ride of Othalan-sol (1466 words) by Anonymous
Fandom: Damar Series - Robin McKinley
Rating: General Audiences
Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Original Female Character/Original Male Character
Characters: Original Characters
Summary:
It is always darkest, our grandmothers say, before the dawn.
Hypatia has gone down for the night, and I am going to settle in with a cup of tea and read some stories and write some treats, as I did not feel up to pinch hitting this year, so there is just the one story from me, but I had a ridiculous amount of fun writing it and now can play!
Speaking of which, I love to do the Yuletide guessing game, but
cesperanza has informed me that she would know my story was mine if she read it blindfolded in a ditch on fire, so I am going to be cautious. :P Here is my slightly modified version:
Guess my story! If you are one of the first three people to guess, I will write you a drabble-y thing to the prompt of your choice (fandom/pairing I have written before). :D
eta: omg no CHEATING! that is no fun! what, do you people sneak into closets and unwrap your presents to find out what they are! *lols*
You can also read this entry on Dreamwidth (
comments)