For the first time in six years, William Bush didn't feel out of place with his uniform coat draped about his shoulders. Not only did the solid, heavy wool keep out the London damp that had descended upon Tabula Rasa along with the scenery, British naval blue also fit perfectly the cobbled streets, and billowing smokestacks, and smokey pubs that ( Read more... )

One good thing about Serenity's change from spaceship to manor house was the large room full of toys: dolls and toy soldiers, a child sized table and chairs with a large fancy tea set, marbles and tops and skipping ropes, a rocking horse, an elaborate doll house, and small clockwork train that circled the room ( Read more... )

Each day Elwood spends on the island is better than the last. He absolutely could not be happier about his life at the moment (unless, of course, the Island would be gracious enough to send his dear sister, Veta Louise, and lovely niece, Myrtle Mae, to spend time with him). Why, every single morning, he awakens to an island that is bustling with ( Read more... )

In retrospect, Geoffrey may have overestimated his building skills ( Read more... )

It was only fitting, Jane believed, that she would hold this party upon such an eventful day. Five years ago, she had arrived upon the island and her whole life had changed. She was no longer the young girl that she had once been and was no longer trapped in the confines of a time when her options were greatly limited. Though the date coincided, ( Read more... )

When I'd first come up with the idea of Casino Night, I wasn't sure if it was even possible on the island. In retrospect, that might have been naive of me, because if there was anything I'd learned in over four years on Tabula Rasa, it was that its residents were capable of doing just about anything save getting home ( Read more... )

Evidently, hunting for mermaids was best done by moonlight. The darkness above the water was only magnified when beneath the surface of it, but what light there was shining down from above made the image of dozens of mermaids on the retreat unmistakable, the iridescent scales of their tails glistening brilliantly, even through the murky waters ( Read more... )

The good news for the patrons of the Winchester was that Archie had gotten better with his cooking. The bad news was that for a space of time, he had had to sacrifice his eaters to the pursuit of learning. Nothing had ever been inedible, and certainly nothing had ever caused one harm, but a regular patron with middling intelligence would have ( Read more... )

The island had done it again. Whether it was pure chance or benevolence none of them would ever know, but somehow, someway, the place had seen fit to give them all booze again ( Read more... )

The sky above Bush's head was the perfect sort of robin's egg blue that was a sailor's dream, the breeze just strong enough to periodically ruffle the sand at his feet. Today was not a day for sailing, though - no, William had the Prospero II laid up on shore and turned upside down to give its bottom a thorough cleaning. The work in the warm sun ( Read more... )