I wrote this to Anonymous' prompt "The throne and the crown did not agree on a candidate." It runs to 872 words for those with limited time or spoons.

There was the ingénue, with the doctorate of philosophy in political science. The warrior decorated for bravery and gallantry, who wrote poetry and played classical guitar. The scoundrel, well when ( Read more... )

I wrote this to kunama_wolf' prompt "Moonstone Sunstone Bloodstone. oh hey yeah more angelsverse would be good (thanks for the reminder kelkyag) or one of those officer friends of the cadet?"

For those with limited spoons or time, this piece runs to 1,842 words. Birgenes and Saprista have appeared before in Choices and Consequences and Correcting Assumptions.

“So ( Read more... )

I wrote this to kelkyag's prompt "Betrayal: The Perverted Choir. (And might one argue that letting them be turned away and found by the Vard was quite a betrayal itself?)"

“You lied to us!” The angel hanging from his chained hands had broken, silver wings. His nose had been smashed and he was bare to the waist. His legs, too, were the wrong shape for ( Read more... )

I wrote this to kelkyag's prompt "Missing pieces: Rensa and her therapist at work."

“I’m not sure about this.” Rensa looked at herself apprehensively in the mirror. “Do I look ordinary enough? Well as ordinary as I can with this hair and skin.”

“You look fine,” Mirren assured her, “and you’ll do fine. You’ll be drinking tea and eating healthy snacks ( Read more... )

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I wrote this to Anonymous's prompt "Free square. Definitely free square. Something that involves freeing squares, or something similarly odd."

My mind, on the other hand, went rather prosaic on me.

“So let me make sure I’ve got this right,” the long haired hippy was speaking to the bovver boy and the ex-copper across the table from him, “we’re ( Read more... )

At aldersprig's urging I wrote this to uʍop-ǝpısdn.

“Your job is to get it back.” The lady curator, browny-blonde hair pulled back in a bun and wearing a shade of lipstick that might have been magenta when she put it on, looked annoyed. Having heard the whole story, Harrison was prepared to believe it was her default expression when she was puzzled and ( Read more... )

I wrote this in response to wyld_dandelyon's prompt "When my feet got bigger than hers, my Grandma teased me about having "good understanding"." This is set in the same universe as Firenze.

“I don’t understand what the problem is,” the customer sounded perplexed, “my size feet are quite common where I come from.”

Drahapni bit her tongue. It was obvious to her ( Read more... )

I wrote this to kelkyag's prompt "Logic Fail: Jan-li and Mayin". It follows on from Fitting In.

The Oberxiao had handed her into her chair, bowed and returned to his own party. Their next course was served almost immediately and Mayin noticed that the fourth place setting had already been removed.

“He is a fine figure of a man,” commented Ley neutrally ( Read more... )

I wrote this to shutsumon's Twitter prompt "Myth and Mythic Figures - Something more about the reality behind the so called gods and the Discord on Rensa's world." It follows on from Paradigm Shift.

“How many people has Moid suborned?” Suohonn drummed his fingers on the table.

“Not that many,” Kalhara, his wife, looked up from her terminal, “but ( Read more... )