Marian was asked to do a specific job. Unlike her colleagues that job didn't come with a book or a rubric. It was chosen out of parallel need and understanding; and compassion for something that was lost. Something she knew had been lost both to her and to the people who asked it of her. Pave a gentler way. Teach and prepare. Make her understand ( Read more... )

As Marian let the arrows slide between her fingers, through the bow that was after so many years just an extension of her being, she couldn't help feeling restless. Her great love of Ingress not withstanding, she was beholden to whatever teacher the little girl had run off to have her next class with. The arrows landed with a hard thwack sound each ( Read more... )

The school room in the House of Arch is a simple place. It was a classroom in a school destroyed in the Blitz. Tom found it, and chose it in particular, since it reminded him of the tall-ceilings and wooden wainscoating of his own classrooms at the orphanage. The walls have been painted a bright yellow which brightens the former white plaster up ( Read more... )

There is a formal parlor in the House of Arch. It is rarely used, except for special occasions ( Read more... )