Rogue and Ned have a moment.

Ned was not hiding. His head still felt light, the occasional twindge in his nose to remind him. He was taking it easy, playing with young Sam Vimes and he wasn't hiding from Rogue, but he was taking it easy. At least once he'd had the original conversation about his black eye with Sam, the issue had seemed laid to rest ( Read more... )

On March 11th, Rogue gets THE IDOL OF DOOM. After a shitty morning, her afternoon gets worse when she actually injures her fiance during an intimate moment. Rated R+ for aforementioned intimate moment.

Were it not for the slight tremble in his hands, it would've been easy to mistake Jamie for a corpse. He was sitting with his back against the wall on the cold tile floor of the bathroom, one leg curled under him, the other extended outwards. Combined with the fact that he was slumped over, it gave him the overall impression of a broken marionette ( Read more... )

Like Rohan, and so very much unlike it at the same time, Eowyn found herself either with no time to explore before sunlight faded, or the hours stretched by as though the day could go on for an age ( Read more... )

Apart from the disparaging lack in commerce, Rosemary Palm had decided that the island was not that bad1. Of course, the world was round and the people were a bit too friendly and there was that thing about politics, but she decided not to be choosy ( Read more... )

Where's my cow?
Is that my cow?
It goes Baa!
it is a sheep!
That is not my cow!A lot had changed on the island for Sam Vimes and Sam Vimes, Jr. No longer was the time father and son spent together severely limited by the elder's Vimes' work. No longer did Young Sam have to wait patiently for the 6 o'clock hour to arrive. Mornings were slowed and ( Read more... )

She still had some left. There was something about wine casks that made that easy, that the other room in her treehouse resembled a winery ( Read more... )

Susan was in a mood. While this may seem to be not exactly out of the ordinary for Susan, she had always prided herself on being a logical creature and being in a mood for no good reason only...put her in a mood ( Read more... )

The sun had set over the indistinct horizon, but the warmth of the day still lingered where Adam sat. The day had been...moderately productive. It was a bit odd to be back in a time without the majority of the technological 'comforts' he had grown accustomed to. Of course, it had only been two hundred years since the word 'technology' had been a ( Read more... )