John Childermass is sitting at a table, off to the side of the main room. He would be very easy not to notice at all, despite his strange appearance, as if shadows clung to him a bit. He is currently reading his Marseilles cards, again and again. Whether he is asking different questions or is simply dissatisfied with answers to the same question ( Read more... )

The tiny white van pulls up to the mansion, and a cheerful, traditionally built lady gets out with some difficulty and walks up to the door. She rings the doorbell.

Typist: Introducing Mma Precious Ramotswe of the No. 1 Ladies' Detective Agency.

Draco has been miserable for over a month now but now this misery has turned to nastiness again. With minor adjustments he tinkered with some enchantments he'd been working on and he's now set up some invisible traps in three corners of the main room ( Read more... )

Freyja is a big fan of the cute. She likes flowers, fluffy bunnies, and children. But turning people into flowers is more of a Greek thing, and if you turn people into fluffy bunnies you are ultimately left with more fluffy bunnies than anyone could want. And while Freyja is a staunch supporter of making children it takes so long before they ( Read more... )

Stephen Black was becoming accustomed to being pulled from one place to another by way of magic. In fact, it was becoming something of a nuisance. This time was a bit more odd though. One moment he had just finished folding some of Sir Walter Pole's nightshirts and was in the process of putting them in the wardrobe when he happened to glance up and ( Read more... )