The Bone-Witch

[named_by_rhyme]

Title: I-1, first third; the bone-witch
’Verse/characters: Wild Roses; various individuals from the Trickwood
Prompt: coastal_physics and klgaffney both requesting a proper telling of black of night and white of bones.
Word Count: eleven thousand, three hundred and ten
Rating: all ages, presuming a pre-Victorian attitude to 'children's stories'.
Notes: This will

Comments

[taennyn]

Conall, yes. :) Who is the [King] of the Trickwood's son, and strongly mageblood all on his own.

The 'newcomers' are Ulysse, the Navy's commander, who's generally known through the Trickwood, and Arianhrod (Aodh's mother, the Sun Queen's mage daughter), who's NOT. She'd left the home territories five hundred odd years before the beginning of the war, so she was mostly legend and stories by the time her daughter's funeral and Ulysse's request brought her back. So the Trickwood's having to deal with a v. powerful mage they really don't know, who's in deep mourning and thus inclined to be unfriendly. Tha' help any? :)

[taennyn]

Kinda, yeah. :) Nicely done.

[taennyn]

*chin in hand* I think in one sense she was describing the fear, putting words to a niggly feeling, without saying straight out parallels between the forest-lord's half-sister (and the fear that thinking about said too hard might get her attention is an accurate one) and the boogey-man horror that is the Bone-Witch. Called up fear, and the dark, and laid it down with a mage as redheaded as the mage they're Not Talking About, Really Sir.

[taennyn]

. . Heh. Yes.