May. 5th, 2017

aldersprig: (Aldersprig Leaves Raining)
“I’m five hundred years old,” he complained, as he’d been complaining for weeks. In his mind, it meant something.

The two who had slipped into his bed didn’t seem to agree.

“So?” asked the woman. “I’m two hundred and fifty. He’s a hundred.” She tilted her head at the other man, sandwiched up against Mr. 500.

“So,” the youngster smirked in turn. “What’s that make this? May/May/December? April/August/December?”

“I think,” he said slowly, looking between the two who were so very determined to be his lovers, “that we’re going to need something of a bigger calendar.”




Written to yesterday's Thimbleful Thursday prompt and also tootfiction - 500-character-or-less fic for Mastodon
aldersprig: an ancient-looking world map (map)


Now up on Patreon: my first hand-drawn map to actually make it up there! This one is of Desmond's corner of the world, in mostly black-and-white and a bit of marker.

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