...for should we deny those basic impulses, we would cheapen ourselves, as well as deny the very essence of our humanity |
Lelial listened to the feedback of the paragraph she'd just written, then snorted in derision. "That's bloody plagiarism, I do believe, dear," she admonished herself. A long finger tapped her chin, brows furrowed in thought ( Read more... )

One certainty in the Deck: If the rumor mill catches wind of something, then everyone will have heard of it by the end of the day, if not earlier. In this case, the news of Queen Rachel's return has spread through the castle within two hours of her stepping foot into the Crystal Palace.

It is tempting to simply return to her quarters to rest, but ( Read more... )

It's been a long day of writing, trying to stimulate the creative flow long enough to get anything done. But now it's time to close the laptop, sit back and relax a bit, preferably with some hot tea and good company. The quiet gets boring after a while, you know.

I hope you like wine, mmm?Ceiro's office is always open. And unlike the rest of these fools- No, he's not heard about Andrea's troubles. But with his wife and baby on holiday with family...he's finding that he is a bit restless. The baby monitor in his office is too quiet, the bed too empty ( Read more... )

Isaac's been a touch glum lately-- but fear not! Shiny things abound in Diamond Castle! All of the shinies with shiny shines and shinyshinyshiny...

All right, in truth he's searching through his well-loved Diamond antiques on a mission from his Jack to find a possible Arcana relic, but seriously. All them shinies. Do approach, he's blissful right ( Read more... )

It's one thing to decide to turn over a new leaf. It's quite another to put the plan into motion. Things most people take for granted are, well, mystifying. Take for instance, shopping. Certain fashions most people tried back when they were children or teenagers, like tee shirts or tennis shoes. Or, in this instance, as Sophie considers the ( Read more... )

Deep thoughts; everyone has 'em. And Lelial's curious and more than likely taking mental notes just 'cause. But everyone needs a bit of self-reflection every now and then, so feel free to sit and talk a while. And have tea. Always the tea.

Lancelot has been ill. Pnemonia, perhaps. Something coughing, hacking, terrible that's kept him abed for weeks. But he's finally feeling better and had decided to get a bit of fresh air. No doubt it will help his recovery.

Leigh's locked herself in her room since this happened. (I know, this should have gone up earlier, but I didn't want to spam plus RL demanded my attention.) Basically, the inevitable finally happened; her fear of tall men was overstressed ( Read more... )

The Arcana (thus far) aren't y Tylwyth Teg (although he's not 100% convinced), Sophie's on the mend and seeming happy, the Cat is Contained, rugby season is only 2 months away, and Mrs Thomas just sent him a lovely clipping (feel-good news is feel-good) and a knit hat he'll start wearing next winter.

So, logically, Cadogan is expanding the armory ( Read more... )