This is Friendly Anon's paid extension to At Christmas Lunch.  It is followed by So, What Does That Mean?

Catheline’s mother and Mr Rathbone continued to skirmish over the ham and turkey, all-out war only being avoided because he refused to be drawn into an attack for which he could be found to be at fault.  His opponent tried to rile him by ( Read more... )

This month I received prompts from eleven prompters and wrote 26 stories, including an episode of Nai, in response.  The stories were:

Questions Answered And Raised;
At Christmas Lunch;
Mother Makes Her Move;
Gambit Number Three;
The Trader;
Mayin's Lack Of A Love Life Analyzed;
In Which More Food For Thought Is Received;
How Large Is The Problem? ( Read more... )

This is the second background piece for the December Prompt Request.

The colonisation of Rensa’s world had a purpose and that purpose is ongoing, still guided by a development plan with set goals and a timetable.  The education system is part of that, designed to produce the workers needed to further the current goals of the project.

The point of ( Read more... )

This is the first background piece for the December Prompt Request.

The classical education system of the pre-invasion period was aimed at producing scholars well versed in philosophy, history and the literature greats of prose and poetry.  Sorcerers were also often trained in these fields but the extent of that training varied as sorcery was ( Read more... )

In response to Anonymous' prompt "More Nai - something surprising (to her?) about her teacher" I have manged to include several things about him that came as a surprise to Nai.

It truly was a night’s journey from Changzhu to Haizhang and we slept in our seats in our compartment.  The morning was being fresh and enthusiastic when we disembarked from ( Read more... )

This was written because ysabetwordsmith ponsored a paid extension to one of her pieces and I wanted to write this one too.  It follows on from Christmas Is About Family.

It was half past seven on Christmas Eve when Gideon’s Mum called out, “Gideon, Ljars is pulling up out the front!  Are you ready?”

“Yep, just about.”  He emerged from his room, having relocked ( Read more... )

This is a paid extension to Gambit Number Three sponsored by ysabetwordsmith.

“Well sir,” the duty officer had compiled the after action reports and was giving the elf a summary, “all devices have been neutralised and recovered.  There were some minor injuries to our people and the fire fighters but there are three from one of the arson teams in critical ( Read more... )

Hi,

I have now written to 25 prompts, which will become 26 when I've finished the next piece of Nai, so I owe all of you two background pieces.  What would you like to hear about?

Tell me!

Rix

I wrote this to aldersprig's prompt "What happens when truth and rumor are the same thing?"

“I’ve been hearing stories about you.”  Aisling sat in front of her guardian’s desk in his study, the picture of a proper young lady.  “Are they true?”

“Which stories are you hearing?”  He leaned back in his chair, big and lazy-seeming.

“That you’re not who you say you ( Read more... )

I wrote this to aldersprig's 11th prompt and it insisted on taking its time to get to the end.

It had been years since Lucelia had travelled with anyone.  She’d been on her own since the day her parents and younger siblings had entered the commune at Sofala and she’d walked away.  She recognised now that the demand to ditch a family member at the gate had ( Read more... )