Tales of Older Days (3/8)

[clodia_metelli]

Title: Tales of Older Days (3/8): Indulge Your Local Narrator
Author: Clodius Pulcher *cough*
Characters: Erestor, A Heroine, An Urchin, A Villain, A Dragon Cub, HenchDwarves and Others.
Rating: K+
Book/Source: LotR
Disclaimer: I am not J.R.R. Tolkien and I make no money from this.
Note: Still flocked! Many thanks again to gogollescent and ignoblebard for the

Comments

O tempora, o mores!

[werdrachin]

I'm sure Melinna and Erestor could have bested the dwarves at the inn, especially when little *Sugar* (giggle! I'd like to know the real meaning) had tried to help its foster-parents

That's the one!

[clodia_metelli]

... and thus you know Mili is Doomed: he's using my absolute least favourite Cicero quotation! Along with several others. (I have Inez's permission to do whatever I like to poor Mili; "it will be therapeutic", as he said.) I may provide an in-story explanation for that at some point, if I feel like spelling it out; if not, a glance at my Hobbit pastiche might give you a clue. :D

Re: That's the one!

[curiouswombat]

"Sugar" is what my mother used to say instead of using this particular word.

Mine too...

I love so much about this story - suffice it to say I fell onto the new chapter like a gull onto a loaf of bread!

Re: That's the one!

[clodia_metelli]

I guess it's a good substitute swearword around small children. ^^

And that's really good to hear! thank you! I'm so glad you're enjoying the story. :D

[wormwood_7]

I enjoyed this very much, you write it really well. Your hypnotic blue-eyed, frost-breathing dragon is wonderful.

It reminds me a little of the blue-eyed cat that still comes around to my house every day. (It has a resting spot behind the house and I get the distinct impression that it accepts my presence here).

[clodia_metelli]

I'm going to have to confess this now -- the dragon is very much modelled on a totally imaginary white cat with blue eyes I one day hope to, well, offer a home to. (Cats aren't owned, are they? None of mine ever have been; but then, I grew up on a ex-farmhouse in the Westcountry, so they had plenty of space to go off and pretend to be feral in every summer.) Anyway, I imagined this cat up several years ago, in the stress and general panic of my final undergrad year, and she's been hanging around my head ever since. So yes. Very cattish! In an only slightly crazy way.

And thank you, as ever, for reading and for your kind comment! That you enjoyed this is always the most important thing. :D

[wormwood_7]

I like that. Your imaginary cat coming to story-life as a blue-eyed dragon.
We actually had our own blue-eyed white cat years ago. For different reasons we could't keep it and it was offered a home at a farm at the edge of the wild Norwegian-Swedish border forests, where part of my family comes from. It started badly. The local wildlife had never seen such a thing, and it was attacked by a flock of birds, a murder of crows I do believe, and was in qute a sorry state. But it recovered and adapted. What used to be a gentle, refined creature became a fierce ranger in about a month. From dandy to dragon, if you like.

[clodia_metelli]

The inner lion sprang forth? Lovely! :D

[redheredh]

You are one excellent story-teller!! Sugar! rofl!

This tale just keeps getting more and more delightful to read. I love the characters and their dialog. The dragonet is perfect. Since the start, it has been so easy to visualize everything as it happens. Love it, love it.

And love the idea of Gogol on her first adventure in the wild-woods. :0 Such dire possibilities!!! Will her street-smarts save her or prove useless? Will the dragonet be her protector or her tormentor?

I eagerly look forward to the next installment! Thanks for writing this and letting us read it.

[clodia_metelli]

You're too kind! and it makes me very happy. Thanks again for the Quendian assistance. ('Sugar' is what my mother used to say instead of swearing when we were children. :D)

I'm going to be a bit busy over the weekend so the next part may be delayed; but somehow I think the urchin may be about to discover the unwisdom of scampering into the Barrowdowns. Tradition is too powerful to go unwritten! But at least she has a dragonet who can be counted upon to maul her/order her around in Baby Dragonish/totally ignore her while defending her luggage -- right?

Again, thank you! I'm so glad you're enjoying the story! :D

[anonymous]

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[clodia_metelli]

Thank you! That's really nice to hear -- I hope you continue to enjoy reading! (I am slightly distracted by academic work and original stuff at the moment, but I have every intention of finishing off this story in due course.)