And so we are back! Hurrah!!

Hm. Carrot clacksed that he'd be waiting for us at the Hubwards Gate, but he isn't here.

I hope nothing happen--. I hope whatever happened wasn't too disastrous, no barbarian hordes wanting to destroy the world again or anything ( Read more... )

Dasha is saying her goodbyes, Lupine is keeping an eye on the sleeping kids, and I've grabbed a few seconds to write out a PC entry before we set off. There's a hush just before dawn; I can sense a whole snowy world about to stir and yawn and stretch. The packed powder sparkles invitingly, the air is clear, and the clouds on the horizon seem to be ( Read more... )

I'd been so damn excited about seeing real Uberwaldean snow that for my trouble I got two whole bloody Uberwaldean blizzards. Luckily the real winter snows, steady and heavy and lasting, oughtn't set in until the end of Ember, which means that the passes that were so badly snowed over just yesterday will be reasonably fit for traveling by Octeday. ( Read more... )

Terrific. Just... terrific.

I have received what seems to be a letter care of Mikhail and Sergei, demanding that "The man from The Ankh-Morpork Times" meet them for an interview, because "such a meeting would be in his best interestThe letter was very short and to the point, scratched on the cheapest ready-buy letterhead sold at the Bonkian post ( Read more... )

Few things are more satisfying than watching Lady Margolotta put my mother in her place. Everyone in Uberwald has by now heard that it was Baroness Serafine's negligence that sparked the first werewolf war in ages, and for all her arrogance Mother knows full well the repercussions of upsetting the delicate Bonkian power balance. Oh, she was ( Read more... )

Talking to Carrot over PC yesterday was nice. Nice in that specific conversation-with-Carrot way that for a moment leaves you believing all is truly right with the world, a warm and cozy sort of feeling that lingers on in little sparks. And apparently he was just too busy to write me earlier, I'm almost completely sure, because running the Watch is ( Read more... )

[Private: Mr. Vimes, Carrot]

Just wanted to make a quick report by PC, since the road to the clacks tower is snowed in again.

First of all, Perks is feeling better every day, though her real wounds won't heal quite as easily and the Igors say it will soon be all right to move him. I've left the decision of when to leave Bonk up to Oliver himself ( Read more... )

( PRIVATE; Me. )

How funny that last night's mess would turn into such a beautiful morning, marked by crisp clean air and a fresh layer of snow over everything in sight. Like nothing happened, like the Baron's werewolves are not at war, like Perks is perfectly all right, like the Igors haven't got Lupine and me in their clutches. Even Special Corporal Igor's joined ( Read more... )

Beth, Captain, you're not going to believe this.

Mikhail and Sergei are here with their pack, and their partisans are fighting the other werewolves, who are surprised as hell. For the moment everyone seems to have forgotten all about usWhich is a damn good thing, because after Dasha and I knocked Unity out cold, and tried our best to do the same ( Read more... )