Seawrack: Chapter Ten, Part Three
Seawrack: Chapter Ten, Part Three
Just before the Awakening Ritual, Lady Miruna receives a most vexing visitor
“All right, I’m off to the market,” Elanna said, standing up from the table. “You just wait right here for me, and we’ll get you all ready for the ritual. By suppertime you’ll be a new woman!” Berylla smiled up at the brawler before finishing the mug of ale in her hand. Elanna walked towards the door, passing Rosa, who came in with a tall thin blond human fellow walking behind her. The man shot…
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Obsessed with AO3 writers, who are a particularly fascinating subspecies of homo sapien.
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Seawrack: Chapter Nine, Part Three
Peregrine gives Berylla her first lesson in the arcane.
Peregrine had already observed, over the two weeks of the recent mission, that Berylla was no dunce. A practical minded woman, yes, and unsophisticated, but not an idiot. He did not need to water down the information to any great extent. Perhaps he ought to try connecting the initial concepts to phenomena with which she was already familiar. He gestured upward at the twilight sky. “You are no…
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Seawrack: Chapter Nine, Part One
A year has passed, and Berylla receives an unexpected reward.
Berylla stood before Lord Rhyon Achnelith, one of the wealthiest men in Niniveh, staring at him in astonishment. Beside her, Peregrine was smiling, while Limston and Elanna leaned on the fence, watching the horses grazing in the pasture beyond. The morning sun was only half as bright as the grin on the old lord’s face, and he tossed his head as the breeze made his white hair fly into his eyes.…
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Characters being compared to dogs always use terriers or pitbulls or something for their metaphors. “They grab on and they don’t let go” “They keep worrying at it until it’s dead” etc.
Anyway, I want to see collies used as metaphors. Albert Payson Terhune style. “He was like an attack dog–making slash-and-run attacks, cutting them up worse every time, never staying in range long enough to get hurt but circling back over and over.”