Dated August 24th, 2009:
Silence and Robin find themselves in Sherwood Forest. Robin's gang are somewhat miffed at his absence and Silence meets his daughter having to deal with the fact that everyone believe's she is Robins. And that isn't all the gang have bad news for them - the Sheriff has Marian locked in Nottingham Castle. A rescue plan is ( Read more... )

This is not the story of how a gunslinger becomes a man. There's another tale for that, say true, so long that no one could tell it fireside but for the seasons changing around him. The subject of our interest is but a small part of that story, and yet this tale I spin for ye now is his and his alone. This is the story of Cuthbert Allgood, ( Read more... )

Dated 29 March, 2009r:
He's a merry English outlaw with an archery fetish. She He's a romantic knight-errant with a big lance. Together, they fight crime! If there were crime, that is. Robin and Silence, somehow not having had quite enough in common yet, discover they are IPD partners. Robin hopes this is a good sign, Silence just wants something ( Read more... )

The thing about very long school days was by the end of them Coraline was either extremely tired or extremely awake. Today was one of those awful days that Adam and Cain probably hated with a passion. Coraline was extremely awake and hyper and she didn't want to do anything but watch High School Musical 3 and explore and then maybe practise some of ( Read more... )

Davos wasn't sure when he'd made the decision that he still wished to live even without hope of ever seeing his King or his sons ever again. There had been no sail on the horizon this time and no grand and dramatic choice to make. But he'd woken up every morning and still walked out to get himself food, still drank water when he needed it and ( Read more... )

Streaks of sunlight filter through the roof of the church, dappling the floor in patches of light and shadow. There is no organ, no music at all but the faint echo of the birds outside, greeting the abrupt return of summer ( Read more... )

The Starks, Narnians, and their guests get together for an enormous Christmas dinner, complete with babies arguing over toys.

There were few enough people that Marian has lost since being here. In her life there have been too many, many of those before she can remember. Her mother, for instance, before she was even weaned. It is not that death was unusual in her time. There were sicknesses that took some, childbirth, poverty, crusades and wars. All of them reasons ( Read more... )

It was her own fault, Marian knows, thinking of the mess her house was left in. She had gotten used to having the piglets inside of their house during the rains, though Silence had pointed out - quite reasonably - that the pen he had constructed was quite sheltered. But she had gotten used to it, though it meant Ophelia and Hamlet also spent much ( Read more... )

There were any number of things that Marian knows she should not do. The tins that she finds that show her life, those she should ignore. Yet this rainy morning her curiosity is stronger than her will; always a close battle, or so her father would have said. Stubborn and curious, a combination he worried would see her harmed one day; in trouble ( Read more... )