"It's so hard being a Mastermind!" I sipped my soda as I tried to think of yet another way to hone in on what I was trying to say....

My first attempt:

"Okay.. there is one thing I'm curious about. Titles."

"Oh?  You prefer we use them now?"

I usually find that when I engage in what I like to call the 'spiral model' of thought, I can get most people to ( Read more... )

I guess after the last few weeks, going crazy may be a relief.

'Queen Tower - Sky'

When I got the text message, I could feel my heart in my throat.  Relief washed over me swiftly followed by fear.  I felt both elated and defeated at once.  What on earth was I going to do?  What on earth was he going to say?  How on earth would I be able to tell ( Read more... )

Flowing Azure rubbed my back as we entered my room in the Spire and I could feel my symptoms alleviate.  The advantage of having a Thyrsus for an apprentice is a ready supply of comfort and warmth.  His eyes were kind as he hugged me gently and bade me good night.

I took a deep breath, glad to not hear my lungs rustle in response.  The flu.  ( Read more... )

I nodded to Mirror and came to sit next to him and to take his hand in mine.  Again I studied his hands and half frowned as I looked at his nails.  A strange sign of passing. They were longer, not as well manicured as he liked to keep them.  Then again, he was slightly different all over.  It’s very subtle, unless you look for it.

He’s older.  Not ( Read more... )

"Sojourner:   Who, according to you, is a heartless politician and knows nothing of sacrifice, pain, death, empathy, or justice."

I signed that email and sent it before I took the time to really think about it.  There is nothing more maddening to me than accusation without information.  Especially while I'm in the midst of trying to put a person ( Read more... )

Sojourner did not like this.

She didn't share that opinion because she knew why this had to happen.  She could see the tapestry, more like a Sari to her than anything else with it's silken strands shimmering in her preternatural sight.  She could see the intersections of Fate like jewels in a shimmery pattern, this Event was inevitable.  She knew ( Read more... )

Boris stands to one side of the room, his arms crossed on his chest, his feet at shoulder width, and his expression one of studied neutrality. It is obvious to anyone that has known him for any period that he is watching the scene in both physical and supernal terms, carefully monitoring things to step in and counteracts anything that would damage ( Read more... )

Schmiede watched Eric...

/No, not Eric. Hollywood now./

His former apprentice went through the motions of the ritual. To
Schmiede's Mage Sight, the Supernal energy rippled and flowed like
water folding around a hammered blade, swirled like the sudden steam
that shoves at your face like a wall. The vagaries of Fate and Time
were still beyond his ( Read more... )

From where he stood, the world looked plastic, fake, like you would
see in a movie or a comic book.  
The logical side of his mind told him
that this was because of the polarized windows.  It told him about the
way light refracted off the specially designed panes of glass, how
that light interacted with the nerves in his eyes and gave everything
the ( Read more... )

It’s very quiet here.  Which is odd because one always thinks of a business skyscraper as a place full of hustle and bustle, people in suits and reputations walking to and fro.  Distracted even as they’re focused.  But the suite up here in the Queen Building is quiet.

When I look all the way down, I can see a hint of the ‘crown’ on top of the ( Read more... )