Cata's got some good feedback on her brownie experiment, both the local iteration and the one at school. (It's St. Trinian's. They're going to want in on dubious totally organic brownies ( Read more... )

There are a few plates of brownies on the counter there. They look very chocolatey. Some of them have nuts, some of them don't. Ditto frosting ( Read more... )

Cata is outside, helping herself to some target practice with her crossbow. She's still recovering from the whitewashing, after all, and in some ways will be doing so all her life; nothing's going to change if she doesn't practice ( Read more... )

" - Frodo?"

A small creature comes tumbling through the doorway, confused and panicked. He is covered in dirt and grime, and his clothes are torn.

"Mister Frodo!"

He lies flat for a moment, catching his breath. "Mister -"

Without further delay, he gets to his feet as quickly as he can, blinking in the bright lights. This place looks nothing ( Read more... )

Last night, all was well, though Catherine Cragswell Tate did find herself wondering why it was still so bright outside so late at night ( Read more... )