"News is..." William said, sitting on a log and addressing his rapt audience, "...interesting things happening. And uninteresting things, too, only they're interesting to some people. The people they happened to, or people who know them. Things of interest, let's put it like that ( Read more... )

Guard duty. Bloody hells, guard duty. To guard someone who looked like Ray and thought she was a princess. Of all the things to be mistaken for in her life, Maladicta mused, a princess had never been one she’d planned on. And now, added to her already dreadfully boring list of IPD duties (thankfully, she had to chide herself, thankfully boring) ( Read more... )

Sacharissa had grown up in the city, in a place very much unlike where she found herself now. Although she had enjoyed her work at home as much as she did here, there had always been other things to do, as well. On those occasions when she tore herself away from the demands of the newspaper, she found herself faced with a wide variety of options in ( Read more... )

Night was falling, and Ygritte was partaking in one of her favorite, if wasteful, activities ( Read more... )

This is one play that Geoffrey's not watching alone, even if it means keeping Duck backstage at his side throughout the entire thing. Part of it's because it's just too special to him, to them, and experiencing it alone just seems wrong. And part of it's that Geoffrey's nervous, more nervous than he was for the last couple of plays - he's taken a ( Read more... )

Angua hadn't been having a good week.

After spending a weekend under some sort of spell that left her spouting off truths to everyone, she'd wanted nothing more than to climb under a rock and never come out. It wasn't that she was a liar, in fact, in general Angua was a fairly direct person. But some things were better left private. Some opinions ( Read more... )

While perhaps it was not an occasion to rival the dances she and her sisters had attended at home, Jane was very much proud of this, her fourth endeavour upon the Island. It was very much alike in the setting as her previous gatherings had been with food and drink aligning the sides of a space portioned for dancing and with the aid of radios, they ( Read more... )

Briony is here.Ever since Cecilia had told him of her sister's appearance, it was all he had thought on, alternating anger and fear in turns. It made him restless and irritable, and he woke early after a night of little sleep and simply went walking in an attempt to burn off the furious energy that filled him and made him unable to sit still ( Read more... )

Angua had been dealing with her recent run-in with whoredom remarkably well. Her guilt level was low, and she'd only cried once. She didn't tend to cry a lot in general, so she figured that would fill her quota for a while. Mostly, it made her long for things she never had, she used to have, and she wasn't sure she would have again. The island felt ( Read more... )

She drank a second cup of tea, glad that it was lukewarm so she could gulp it down, then she made use of a reeking seatless lavatory across a cobbled courtyard behind the café. But there was no stench that could impress a trainee nurse. She wedged lavatory paper into the heel of her shoe. It would see her another mile or two. A hand-basin with ( Read more... )