Some time, in a place that was and is the abbey, that is in this world and in Dream

She is coming.

I can feel her, that nasty bitch, like a tooth ache or a splinter. She nearly killed me, and I still suffer for it. Partly it was my own fault, for not remembering that silly service gods like her love to throw themselves on their own swords to look ( Read more... )

Early morning, Wednesday

My arms and legs are bleeding, my ceremonial dress ripped and stained. It has taken me hours to get free of the abbey and stumble onto Main Street. My hair smells of soot. I can manipulate dream, but now there is another here who can, too, and the dreams he has sent for me are full of fire and thorns. And he does not tire ( Read more... )

[Near midnight, Saturday, August 7th]
[Day 433]I felt it last night, as I stalked the woods and tore into the heart of a young stag. Something powerful in the streets of the town, bloody and bright. I raised my jaws, dripping, from the steaming hole in my prey's side, and I grinned at the sky. A new player in town? Or an old player rising to ( Read more... )

Mid-afternoon of Tuesday, 29th June
The AbbeyIt's a bright warm day, and the church, my church, rings with the sound of a community in song. Every pew is filled, and there are even people standing at the back of the church and spilling onto the porch, leaning into the doorway to hear Ash's words, and singing out familiar hymns of summer and ( Read more... )

Morning of 21st June

It's still raining, though not as heavily as earlier, but I couldn't wait any longer to come out here and see what has happened. I was wakened in the early hours of Sunday by a strange feeling of pressure and brilliant light, but my cell was completely dark. I walked through the abbey, and all was still and shadowed. Anyone else ( Read more... )

[location; 7 miles from Excolo]
[Wednesday, June 9th, Day 374]

I sit sketching in the dying light, adding the ground covered in the day’s ride to maps of my own devising.  I note the topography, water sources, points of interest.  Wildlife. Plants and trees. There are no hesitations or wasted strokes.

Later I can feel the ground cooling beneath my ( Read more... )

[Afternoon of Thursday, June 10 (day 375)]
[Walkin' the beat]Gotta say that if we're gonna get two days of snow in summer, the two we had were about the pleasantest you could expect. I didn't even hardly have ta shovel, an' think the worst winter brought on was snowballs. Don't even look like the crops are gonna have a particular hard time of it ( Read more... )

Saturday, June 5th
The Dormouse, just after the lunch rush

Rose gurgles and coo's happily in her basket, entertaining herself with my wedding necklace dangling just above her little hands.  The diamonds catch the sunlight, and rainbows dance across the walls everytime it spins.  When that fails to amuse her, there is always her own toes.  Or Flopsy, ( Read more... )

Noon, Wednesday, May 19 (day 353)]
[Sheriff's Office]Admit that after the fight with Thiess, Durant's bin a lot less trouble. Think nearly having his skull cracked open had him stop and think over a coupla things. So when he was splitting a pitcher with one of the drift trade that came through town last year and they got onta exactly how bad it ( Read more... )

[Early afternoon of Wednesday, April 21 (day 325)]
[Sitting in the Sheriff's Office]It's a damn nice day. Tiny bit cool, with the clouds scudding across the sky, but it just makes the sun warmer when it comes out. Left the front door open, an' there's a bit of a breeze. Kit's hunting what's apparently a very dangerous dust bunny ( Read more... )