There have been rumors about an event - a tourney, wherein men would fight to show their greatest might, and ladies would cheer them, and grant them their favour if they did well ( Read more... )

Wendla has been, shall we say, a bit depressed about Zhane breaking up with her. She's been...ruminating, to say the least ( Read more... )

On the last night of the old year, a change has come over the main rooms of the mansion. Decorations have been hung, bowls of confetti stand ready, noise makers and party hats are scattered throughout the rooms. There are tables laden with food, ranging from light snacks to rich desserts. Other tables hold drinks, from enough bottles to make any ( Read more... )

It's been a few days since everything broke loose. Mansion dwellers counted their dead and their disappeared, mourned as they could, healed who could be healed, and treasures of creativity were found to shield everyone from the cold northern winds that blew over the grounds ever since the earth shook ( Read more... )

Kyoto, 1336: The time of Ashikaga Pretenders of the Empire of the Rising Sun, also a good time for some autumn foliage-viewing. The three of them, he, Rose and Jack, could use a vacation, and despite the unsettled climate, the Emperor wasn't above throwing a party to mask the intrigues. He loved a good intrigue: all the better to find what the ( Read more... )

She's won.

All these years, all this time and finally, finally she has won. Agamemnon lies dead, his barbarian woman brought home to mock her with him, and Iphigenia will run to embrace him in the fields of the dead, and she hopes, oh she hopes, that Agamemnon feels the weight of those slender young arms like lead around his neck. Let him suffer ( Read more... )

( You're running scared 'cause y' know they're out there/They're waitin' for the sun to go down. )

Wendla's noticed the missing persons notices posted, and that's made her nervous. Nevertheless, she's determined to maintain her cheerfulness--it seems to her to be what's gotten her through so much already ( Read more... )

If anyone should be awake early in the morning on Thanksgiving, they may hear someone bumping around among the pots and pans in the kitchen. If they venture in, they'll find the table and the draining boards laden with mixing bowls, vegetables waiting to be peeled and chopped -- yams, potatoes, green beans, a butternut squash -- measuring cups, and ( Read more... )

Most days, when rehearsals for Cyrano's play aren't keeping him busy, Titus is out riding the trails in the garden or the more-traveled ones in the woods, but on especially warm days, he retreats to the coolness of the library where he's been curling up with the stack of books that the Doctor helped him to find, or with a few odd books of poetry he ( Read more... )