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Challenge #03385-I097: A Momentous Occasion

The weather is cold, freezing rain creates ice as it falls, an aged scholar and their young apprentice invite in the traveling Wraithvine, Amatu, Vee, Pondermoore and Rawr to come into their abode for the night. They offer hospitality, warm beds, food, and the scholar's large library to read through while waiting out the ice storm. -- Anon Guest

The library of Vaseen had seen better days. Wraithvine remembered it as an immense fortress of knowledge, the larger part of it was hand-carved out of rock salt. Elves of an eon past had shaped granite to form an impressive facade and entry. But even the things Elves make do not last forever.

Amatu had his impressive wingspan over Vee, Rawr, and the freshly-minted Periwinkle as well as Wraithvine. Pondermoore, too large for the shelter of Amatu's wings, suffered the sleet without complaint.

They did complain about the state of the library of Vaseen. "There's no roof," said Pondermoore. "You said it was shelter for scholars from all over."

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Thursday, Understandable Delays

I did not write my Wordpress yesterday. It's not looking that great today. My Beloved is taking me on a whirlwind journey of Retail Therapy(tm) with a distant in-law who also knows fashion and style.

It's going to be fun, and expensive and I do NOT have time for a thinkpiece. Lucky for all of y'all I have LOADS of fiction rattling around in my Google Drive so you get to see some of that.

...it's probably going to be about

Challenge #03384-I096: Evening the Scores

They have been "brat" their entire life. Or, when called to with less harsh tones, "brainless". They were intelligent, they tried to be kind, but always the same cruel words. As they wandered the world they met a band a travelers who helped them find a new name, and took the traveler into their arms, helping heal a broken spirit. -- Fighting Fit

There are houses with too many children. Spaces too small for the people occupying them. Nevertheless, those spaces can

Wednesday, Wordpress and shenanigans

I have PLNs today. PLNs to take Mayhem all the way out to MeMum's and then help her move a heavy object to a place where the neighbours won't nick it.

IF I get around to doing a Wordpress Wednesday, I shall likely concoct a topic on either of the drives. There, or back again.

Beloved is off to get her face zapped again, today. So we should be done with both of our respective shenanigans about roughly together. And then it's

Challenge #03383-I095: All For the Want of a Chair

The war has already begun. It's just the continuation of past battles. The gods goad us on with their seven treasures. Rewards for the worthy, the doorway to divinity. Yet buried in the depths of this world lies smouldering remains, a warning to those who dare trespass. “That throne in the sky is not reserved for you.” But mortal arrogation never stops. None will escape the flames. -- Anon Guest

They called it the flying throne. It never actually went anywhere, and

Tuesday, Patreon and unfuckening

Thanks to Beloved being yet another whirlwind, I now have a small store of prepped meals so I don't default to potentially unhealthy nonsense when Beloved is not otherwise around to cook. And it will save money on restaurant stuff.

...though it does look like the spawn have noticed the meal trays and thought, Aha! Easy food.

Sigh.

Same as it ever was.

Today, I shall finish writing my Tale Foundry entry, post on Patreon, and tidy up around the kitchen a

Challenge #03382-I094: Divine... Wrong?

What makes a ruler? Is it their crown? Their bloodline? Their birthright? Is it their strength, their power, their magic? Is it all of the above? None of the above? These things go through a young prince's mind, as they are told their older sibling has stepped down as heir, and they must take their sibling's place. -- Anon Guest

Centuries ago, a warlord had made a throne, and put a circlet of gold on his head. He made his friends into

Long Monday Nonsense

It's school hols, so I don't need to wake up Miss Chaos nor get her organised for nonsense.

I do have to be awake at a certain hour to participate in the Tale Foundry readings. And be awake at a different hour to pay a tradie [we're lopping extraneous trees! Yaaayyy] but I can set alarms and be conscious later.

I never expect much of myself on Long Monday. If I get cheevs, I get cheevs.

I get an astonishing amount done

Challenge #03381-I093: The Lucky Ones

Please forgive my siblings, they mean no offense, honest. We're all just... really scared. -- Anon Guest

Fear does interesting things. Some cry, some freeze; some, like the small child repeatedly trying to kick his leg, attacked. The repetitive ding, ding, ding of small wooden clogs against featherstar plate[1] indicated that this particular toddler was going to protect their family or go down trying.

A reasonable reaction for a small family of Tieflings when encountering a paladin.

Sir Gard of Brightshield

Sunday, day of rest?

Still patiently waiting for the end of Toasty's hiatus, but at least Tale Foundry is there for me. So to speak. I miss the art stream shenanigans.

On the other hand, the spare hours in the morning give me plenty of time to work on other projects. Like populating the level of dungeon my players will eventually dragon in. Or extending that no-longer brief "little thing" I was using as a palette cleanser between books in my trilogy.

Or catching up on

Challenge #03380-I092: Adhesive Coping Strategy

Face blind -- Anon Guest

Humans take odd things with them. Comfort toys, religious symbols, multitools... you name it. Human Najm brought a seemingly infinite supply of stickers, and offered them up to their crewmates.

"For your livesuits," Najm explained. "So I know who everyone is."

"We have nameplates for that," Captain Hrafn frowned. She could not understand this version of practicality. "And you can see our faces."

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Saturday, Leyland's Tour

I have written the story. I have the bikkie cooking in the background. All my normal activities are now orbiting Beloved's schedule and on hold for MeMum.

And later on this week, we are getting stuff to make a door betwixt the official front of the house [master bedroom, lounge] and the rest of the house. Just so Pippi can't leap into the greater outdoors and put her life at risk.

Also so that we can have nice furniture in the front

Challenge #03379-I091: Eternal Regrets

Half Angel / Half Demon, All Hero. Amatu tries to find a way to cure Malforence of their curse and bring them back into the light.

https://peakd.com/fiction/@internutter/challenge-03327-i039-a-brief-and-regrettable-encounter -- FightingFit

The simplest of questions lead to the longest of stories. In this case, a simple, "What happened to them?" lead to the kind of story that could take days to tell. Wraithvine knew their time was limited and tried to keep it to the barest of bones.

The best

Friday, Progress?

I shall at minimum be cleaning the Catio and doing up to Area 5 in the map today. I have NO idea what else I shall have going on. That's up to Beloved.

Tomorrow, I shall be headed off on another Meatspace adventure to help MeMum. Tradies to hunt down, tech to support, possibly a shopping trip... you know the deal.

As long as I'm asleep by 6PM, I should be fine.

There may or may not be a trip up to

Challenge #03378-I090: Surprise!

A homeless, sick, human, one of the last few survivors from a Deregger world. One that was now a grave world, having torn itself apart in a civil war after the uprising against the brutal CEO and their polity had driven the population into desperation. They smuggled themselves onto the last cargo pod that made it to a small way-station and soon collapsed to fall asleep in a small green park. -- Anon Guest

The woods were silent, dark and deep. Britta

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Challenge #03385-I097: A Momentous Occasion

Thursday, Understandable Delays

Challenge #03384-I096: Evening the Scores

Wednesday, Wordpress and shenanigans

Challenge #03383-I095: All For the Want of a Chair

Tuesday, Patreon and unfuckening

Challenge #03382-I094: Divine... Wrong?

Long Monday Nonsense

Challenge #03381-I093: The Lucky Ones

Sunday, day of rest?

Challenge #03380-I092: Adhesive Coping Strategy

Saturday, Leyland's Tour

Challenge #03379-I091: Eternal Regrets

Friday, Progress?

Challenge #03378-I090: Surprise!