aldersprig: a close up of an alder leaf (Leaf)

"Because everything is better with the end of the world."


Welcome! Below you can find hundreds - thousands, really - of posts, many of them fiction.

I write a lot - much in established universes, some in one-off settings. Much of what I write ends up here. In addition, you'll find homesteading blogging, the occasional crafts-and-clothing post, and journals of my wine-tourism of New York State.

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aldersprig: (NanoGiraffe)
The original poll was a little too long, so I'm divvying this up into little polls for everyone's sanity.

This is four out of either five or six.

Poll #18954 Fourth Poll of the Polling Polls
Open to: Registered Users, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 4


Planners, Unicorn/Factory, Standalone and/or Shadow Rebellion: Which of these stories should I continue?

View Answers

Beginning with a Kiss
0 (0.0%)

Breaking In
0 (0.0%)

Change
1 (25.0%)

Where Do Unicorns Come From?
2 (50.0%)

Duty
0 (0.0%)

The Silver Road
2 (50.0%)

Cleaning House/Observing
2 (50.0%)

The Shadow Rebellion
2 (50.0%)

Packing
0 (0.0%)

Friendly Fiend Forgetting
1 (25.0%)

The Tuesday Map.
1 (25.0%)

A Toque for Hill Primus.
0 (0.0%)

Eralon Explains
2 (50.0%)

What (not on the giant list) should I continue for Science!, Fairy Town, Things Unspoken, and/or Inner Circle?


The Links
Beginning with a Kiss
Breaking In
Change
Where Do Unicorns Come From?
Duty
The Silver Road
Cleaning House/Observing
The Shadow Rebellion
Packing
Friendly Fiend Forgetting
The Tuesday Map.
A Toque for Hill Primus.
Eralon Explains

Links for original Poll

Stranded/Reiassan Poll

II: Addergoole/Tír na Cali Poll

III: Dragons Next Door, Vas' World, & Facets of Dusk poll
aldersprig: (Side Quest)
They made it to the bathhouse without further incident. Raizel had never been inside a place like this, but she’d heard the stories and descriptions from people in the town that went down into the flatter lands: There were rainfall devices where you soaped off, and then big drinking-trough tubs to soak in and bathhouse boys and girls to wash your back and your hair.

She left her things in the locked box she could see from her tub, the key around her wrist, and stood under the lukewarm falling water scrubbing herself with a bar of soap her trei had bought them. Next to her, the Diamond Raven, clad in nothing but a golden rope around his neck, did the same.

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aldersprig: (lynSnow)
Our router gave up the ghost last week, leaving us with considerably less interwebs than we are used to, and, due to an Amazon misunderstanding (did you know Prime ever meant not-quick-shipping? We didn’t!), this situation persisted through the weekend.

I (re-)read all of the Sandman graphic novels and Robin Hobb’s Assassin’s Apprentice.

I also started thinking about the time before we had two computers, and the time when we didn’t spend so much time on the internet that having one connection was a hardship.

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aldersprig: (Cali)
 oops

🐉

They had been meant to be field workers, fodder, perhaps sacrifices to the Goddess if the year was lean.

Their parents didn’t even know each other.  They had been “suggested” to breed by the simple expedient of feeding them the strongest aphrodisiac drugs and then locking them in a small padded room together with nothing else to do.  The farm needed workers, and, in a year like this, sometimes the Goddess needed a couple brought to her side to help them.  Nobody spoke of that, of course, like a pile of other things that nobody spoke of, but it still happened.

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aldersprig: (Side Quest)

Twenty-Two: Lost and Found

“Why her?” The Diamond Raven shifted so he was standing almost between Raizel and the Left Hand. “Why this stranger on the street?”
 
“Because she’s not a stranger, is she? She’s the one that everyone’s been muttering about. She’s got you, which is interesting in and of itself. She’s made it through some pretty strange things, and I just saw the two of you put off a deserter, and almost nobody has managed that. He’s been following people around and sticking to their sides like burrs. And yet he wanted you, when he wanted nobody else, and while he was there, something magical answered your question, which I’ve never seen happen before.”

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Twenty-One: Pssst

“I don’t think she really wants the kitten gone,” the Diamond Raven commented, when they were out the gate and on another road.  “And I don’t blame her.”
 
“It’s pretty cute, isn’t it?”  She looked down at it, and it looked up at her and mewled.  “I bet it’s terrified.  All this being moved around by people bigger than it-”
 
“Empathizing?” the Diamond Raven chuckled.  “Sounds like your life.  Or, come to think about it, mine.”  He touched the gold lasso around his neck lightly.  “I’m pretty tossed around, too.  And even in the same way.  Can I hold it?”

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aldersprig: (CyaSmile)
   

Okay, so I was playing around with a roleplay with Cal and Cynara decided to build herself a castle. Well, a play castle, this is ~8×8 with a tower; it’s a shed-sized castle. 

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The poll has spoken!

The walls between the worlds are thin in October, especially as Hallowe’en approaches.  It’s easier to step between universes – or to slip and fall down a rabbit-hole you were never expecting.

This month’s theme is Crossovers –  those slips, those falls, those determined steps into another world.

Open to $5+ “To-do List” Patrons!


I mentioned a story about renovations…

🔨

The renovations started in June.

They closed on the house in October — Judy had a feeling about the place; Steve thought it had good bones — and lived with the ugly panelling, the wonky ceilings, the strange toilet all winter long.

As soon as the weather was consistently warm, down came the hideous paneling.

Read On!

aldersprig: (AylaWorried)

Interlude: Halfbreed Changes



Bonus Meta Week! This week we will be taking a break from our scheduled interludes to present some fae-related metatext.


The genetics of inheritance of Ellehemaei are, at best, poorly understood – that is after all a primary motivation behind the creation of the Addergoole school. What combinations create what kinds of halfbreeds? What causes an individual to express as a halfbreed, rather than a pureblood? And so on and so forth.

read on: http://www.addergoole.com/gs/interlibris-2-3/interlude-halfbreed-changes/


Interlude: Abaddon 3



Abaddon had put it off as long as he could. He had come up with excuse after excuse, but the problem was, Gennie knew why he’d gone to talk to Professor Sakamato, and she wanted to know the answer. The longer he put it off, the more suspicious she got.

“You know, you don’t look like you could be Japanese,” she was trying this time. “But if he was your father, that would explain why they all sent you to him to talk about it.”

read on: http://www.addergoole.com/gs/story/interlude-abaddon-3/
aldersprig: A Roman Gladius, with the words "Keep Sharp, Live Long" against a leather background. (Sharp)
Oh was exactly what Abigail didn’t want to hear. She pulled clean-Liv towards the fountain, biting her lip, wishing she had a weapon, any sort of weapon, even a fork.

How had Liv gotten so far away? How had she let Liv get so far away?

This Liv didn’t listen to her, and the one whose hand she was holding was trying to get away, and – “I am not cut out to be the responsible friend,” Abigail muttered. She shoved aside a clothing rack and hauled Liv in toward the fountain.

Dirty-Liv was naked, in the fountain, which was easily deep enough to serve as a bath, and she was staring at –

At Liv.

“Fuck.”

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aldersprig: (City)
This poll will determine the stories written (and reposted) in my Patreon all month long!

And, since it worked well last time, you get to suggest themes for the next polls!

This poll will remain open until I wake up on Monday.

Don't have a DW account? Feel free to vote in the comments!

Poll #18897 Patreon Themes October 2017
Open to: Registered Users, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 11


What should the October 2017 Patreon Theme be?

View Answers

Fae Apoc {Spooks and creeps} (Setting)
5 (45.5%)

Stranded {Autumn} (Setting)
6 (54.5%)

Things Unspoken {Things that go Bump} (Setting)
3 (27.3%)

Fairy Town {Dressing Up, New Faces} (setting)
5 (45.5%)

Storms Rolling In (Theme)
2 (18.2%)

Harvest (theme)
0 (0.0%)

First Frost (Theme)
3 (27.3%)

Pumpkins and gourds (Theme)
0 (0.0%)

Ghosts and Specters, Haunts and Haunted (Theme)
3 (27.3%)

Urban Legends (Theme)
8 (72.7%)

Costumes and Disguises (Theme)
4 (36.4%)

Encyclopedia Worldia (type) (All About The Worlds)
0 (0.0%)

Demifiction (type) (non-fiction in fictional settings)
1 (9.1%)

Crossovers: the boundaries between worlds are thin (Type!!)
7 (63.6%)

What should the November 2017 Theme Options be?

What should the December 2017 Theme Options be?

What should the January 2018 Theme Options be?

aldersprig: (NanoGiraffe)
The original poll was a little too long, so I'm divvying this up into little polls for everyone's sanity.

Poll #18894 Third Poll of the Polling Polls
Open to: Registered Users, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 7


Vas World, Dragons Next Door, & Facets of Dusk: Which of these stories should I continue?

View Answers

Fears/Loophole/Neighborhood Watch
3 (42.9%)

Sturdy Walls & Bridges in Walls.
4 (57.1%)

Sharing Stories.
3 (42.9%)

Aud & Sage’s courtship and Rules.
7 (100.0%)

Learning and Lies.
3 (42.9%)

Rule Two, Parent-Teacher Conference, Showing Off, Human Town
4 (57.1%)

Planning Board Woes
3 (42.9%)

Lessons Learned in School.
0 (0.0%)

Bianna
3 (42.9%)

Falling
1 (14.3%)

Christmas
1 (14.3%)

the medieval/wild West mix-up
3 (42.9%)

the door that the Jameerery went through
3 (42.9%)

The Uniform
0 (0.0%)

Horseback
1 (14.3%)

What (not on the giant list) should I continue for Planners, Unicorn/Factory, and/or Shadow Rebellion?



The Links:
Fears/Loophole/Neighborhood Watch
Sturdy Walls & Bridges in Walls.
Sharing Stories
Aud & Sage's courtship and Rules:
Rule One; the Over the Wall thread includes Rule ThreeDwimors, and Self-Hating
Learning and Lies
Rule TwoParent-Teacher ConferenceShowing OffHuman Town
Planning Board Woes
Lessons Learned in School.
Bianna:
 Then and Now, waiting-for-sponsorship Under PressureHands-on-KnowledgeFriends Do.
Falling 
Christmas
the medieval/wild West mix-up
the door that the Jameerery went through.
The Uniform
Horseback 

Shadow Rebellion
Landing page and tag 



Stories that WILL be written because I've already started their outlines:
Heroes
Catbois in Cages
Space Accountant Accidental Marriage

The other winners of the first Poll (At least 2 of these will be written):
Bless the Cat.(AF)
Legacy Cat.(AF)
King(maker) Cake, etc.(AF)

Current Winner of Stranded/Reiassan Poll (feel free to vote if you haven't already!)
Stranded in Winter
Love Meme: Autumn and Ink
Rin and her Mother, and Knowing Where His Place Is
Road Map To....

Current Winners of the Addergoole/Tir na Cali Poll
Bjorn: Uncle and The Uncle’s… Pet?
Return to Sender/Old Debts and Old Favors***
Little Lost Kitty Girl
Clarisse: Paint it Blue and Paint Me Blue
aldersprig: (GIRAFFE!)
 Written to Thnidu’s commissioned continuation of Down to Talen Hall

🌕

Do not go by the TalenHall
Where ruined Talen’s Holdings Lie

🌕
My sisters dance by Talen Hall
Where ruined Talen’s Holdings lie.
My aunts and cousins, once in thrall,
Sing taunting songs to pale moonlight. 

They were not my sisters, and yet they were.

My sister stood off to the side, an iron firepoker in her hand.  She’d grown while I was gone, and grown again in the time I’d been back.  She was a woman.

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aldersprig: (lock and key)
 First: M/m Keeper/Kept

Previous: Home

🔒

He was startled and then terrified to find Timaios’ hand at the back of his neck.  He was going to be hauled off to a cage.  He was going to be locked away like the miserable bad thing that he was.  He was –

“Ctirad.  Look at me.”

He didn’t try to the fight the order.  He looked up, unable to control his expression and barely even thinking of trying. “Sir?”  A surge of misery struck him.  That was wrong, that wasn’t what he was supposed to call his master.  “Timaios?”

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aldersprig: (Side Quest)

Twenty: The Kitten



The gardener in front of them cut a strange figure, her pockets wriggling.

Raizel bowed politely anyway. If she had learned anything so far on this trip it was that she might find the god-touch or even stranger things in places she was expecting nothing of the sort. “I, uh. I offer apology? We were hiding from,” she dropped her voice lower. “We were hiding from a deserter who wanted to accost us, and this was the first open gate. I didn’t mean to trespass.” She might have said We didn’t mean to trespass, but she was fairly sure the Diamond Raven had meant exactly that.

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Dream: The King’s Castle



Story based on a dream I had

💤
The King was raving.

Not that anyone would ever say that; he was the king. You didn’t mention he was raving — or hallucinating, or having fits — if you wanted to hold on to your head, your soul, and your volition.

But the King had gotten it in his head that one of his trusted advisers and lieutenants had betrayed him, and was going around the castle, using The Voice that filled every corner of that huge edifice, declaring that when he found that Lieutenant who’d betrayed him, he would kill them, rend them, destroy them.

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aldersprig: (AylaWorried)

Chapter 48: Cynara



Monday, February 19, 2001

Cya felt like, if she held herself perfectly straight and perfectly still, nothing would fall off. Otherwise, she was afraid, she was going to shatter into a thousand pieces.

She kissed Dysmas and made the appropriate wiggle as he grabbed her butt with both hands and pulled her in towards him, then headed off to class, not straightening her skirt until she was out of sight. Nobody tried to hit on her; Alexander looked over at her with sad eyes and she pretended she couldn’t see. Save your sadness for someone who needs it.

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Interlude: Joff



Joff woke up from a nightmare to find Zeke’s hand on his shoulder, his lover’s face just a few inches from his. “Joff? Joff, man, you were – you were doing that thing again.”

Doing that thing was fairly vague, but the worried expression and the emotions pulsing off of Zeke explained it well enough. “It was – it was Meshach again.” He had been feeling something from Rafe’s room.

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aldersprig: (Viddie)

Originally posted August 21, 2011 and, would you believe it, the only thing to show up in a Google search for “harvest” of my Dreamwidth blog.

🌽

The Aramob had not been expecting resistance when they went against the Village. Town people were soft, and folded easily. That was the wisdom of the elders, that was what the young warriors preached. Especially water-towns, where their food came easy and they could waste their time in games.

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This is Viddie (Viðrou, but his mother didn’t want to call him Vitthie.), the son of Cynara and Leofric from, among other things, Addergoole: a Ghost Story.

🎃

In theory, it should have been easy.

Viddie knew pumpkins.  He’d grown up eating pumpkin pie from scratch, and he knew all of the ins and outs of what made a pumpkin a pumpkin.

Read On!


This turned out a little strange…

🔥

Sub-bureaucrat Azenia had her hands full and her lamp was burning far past closing time.

She knew, of course, that the over-bureaucrats liked it that way.

Open to all Patrons!

aldersprig: (AldersGrove)
Liv-clean opened the door and peeked inside. “I think we’re still in the same world,” she murmured. “And I don’t think it has anything to do with Beavers, but I think – well, come on. I think it’s a store.”

“A store.” Dirty-Liv grumbled. “If it involved clowns, knives, or fish, I’m going the other way.”

Abigail was with her on that one. “Let’s peek?”

🌳🌲

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aldersprig: (GIRAFFE!)
Written to Anke's prompt. 

🐉

When you spend your time trying to learn as much as possible about the other people around you and working on finding the best in all of them - sometimes by viewing them by your cultural standards, sometimes by theirs, sometimes by some neutral third party - and then you find them using a kind of casual racism against creatures you think of as being the same as them, you tend to find yourself a little shocked or, if you are like me, a little stupefied.

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aldersprig: a red-heded freckled girl, smiling (Autumn)
Written to eseme‘s prompt.  This comes after Tangles and Knots, Snarls and Combs. 

🔥

There were bits of Tattercoats everywhere.

Sometimes literally: pieces of his coat tended to come off in the strangest places, so that he was always sewing on new bits.  Sometimes figuratively: a book

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aldersprig: (NanoGiraffe)
The original poll was a little too long, so I'm divvying this up into little polls for everyone's sanity.

Stories that WILL be written because I've already started their outlines:
Heroes
Catbois in Cages
Space Accountant Accidental Marriage

The other winners of the first Poll (At least 2 of these will be written):
Bless the Cat.(AF)
Legacy Cat.(AF)
King(maker) Cake, etc.(AF)

Current Winner of Stranded/Reiassan Poll (feel free to vote if you haven't already!)
Stranded in Winter
Love Meme: Autumn and Ink
Rin and her Mother, and Knowing Where His Place Is
Road Map To....


Poll #18864 Second Poll of the Polling Polls
Open to: Registered Users, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 8


Fae Apoc and Tir na Cali: Which of these stories should I continue?

View Answers

Clarisse: Paint it Blue and Paint Me Blue
3 (37.5%)

Bjorn: Uncle and The Uncle’s… Pet?
6 (75.0%)

Matchmaker, Matchmaker (Adg)
1 (12.5%)

Abrelle: Shades and Shifting
1 (12.5%)

Cumhai: A couple helping hands etc
2 (25.0%)

About That… (Adg)
0 (0.0%)

Bracken, her first year, second year, etc.
3 (37.5%)

Deaths in the Faerie apocalypse, a side note (Adg)
1 (12.5%)

They Were Over (Adg)
1 (12.5%)

Together/Again (Adg)
2 (25.0%)

Where It All Began (Adg)
1 (12.5%)

Return to Sender/Old Debts and Old Favors***
3 (37.5%)

The Collar Job, Part VI
2 (25.0%)

Tir na Cali Slave School
2 (25.0%)

I Serve
1 (12.5%)

Hallowing New Ground
0 (0.0%)

Turning, Tables, and Other Things
1 (12.5%)

Little Lost Kitty Girl
3 (37.5%)

What (not on the giant list) should I continue for Vas World, Dragons Next Door, and/or Facets of Dusk?



The Links:

aldersprig: (Side Quest)
Nineteen: Evil and Escape

“For people who know about this thing—” the Diamond Raven warned.

“For people to know about it is truth!  Is all of us who rotted for the Tzar laid to rest!  Is everything that went wrong put better!”  The deserter was foaming at the mouth.  Raizel took a step back.  He only spoke louder.  “This is the thing that makes it all better!  Do you understand?  This is the truth that I deserted for!”

“But what is it?” Raizel asked for the third time.

It is a spell so dark your eyes cannot comprehend it.  It is a spell so nasty that your mind will shy from it.  It says that the Tzar who won the Seventh War did so with the darkest of magics.  It says that he bled his own people’s souls to do so, and did so knowingly.  It may shake the foundations of your world.  It may change everything.  It may change nothing, save that people will know exactly how far their Tzars will go to hold on to this Empire.

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aldersprig: (Aldersprig Leaves Raining)
It was a very nice basket, Yeri had to admit.

It was pretty, well-woven, and tidy, and it was just large enough that he could fit in it.  Not particularly a hand-basket, if you were really going to think about the term as such.

Then again, most baskets were not man-sized, most baskets did not have lids, and most of them did not have wheels. 

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aldersprig: (AylaSmile)
Chapter 46: Arnbjörg
by Lyn Thorne-Alder


She was trying, she really was.  

She wasn’t trying, perhaps, as hard as she ought to or as often as she ought to, but Arnbjörg was trying hard to accept this place.  It was just...

“It’s so fucked up.”  She threw up her hands.

“What?”  Jaya turned to look at her. They were studying together on their bed, Jaye’s head on Arnbjörg’s shoulder.  They hadn’t been talking at all; Arnbjörg had been glaring at her textbook and attempting to focus.

“This school.  Everything about it.  Babies.”

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aldersprig: (lock and key)
First: Slaves, School
Previous:  Seeing Things

🗝️

Desmond was exhausted.  He dragged himself from dinner to the dormitory with hardly a thought other than finding his bed and becoming as horizontal as possible in it.

::We have homework,:: the collar reminded him.  ::And it will not be

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aldersprig: (AylaWorried)
Chapter 45: Leofric
by Inspector Caracal


Wednesday, February 14, 2001

"Why is he fighting?"

"Heck if I know!"

"Leo, Leo, it's okay."

That voice, it was... "Zita?" Leofric blinked and looked around. Zita was standing in front of him, and he was in... a suite. A suite he didn't recognize. "Where are we?"

"We're in Sheba's suite. Howard's here, too. We rescued you."


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aldersprig: (Shooting star)

I am considering running a slightly-atypical game of Lexicon to fill in all of the gaps in my MRI-created world (lot of time to sit and think, you know), “Curseteroids.” ☄️

(technically, Curse-teorites, but hey)

I would be using the Order Variation Follow the Phantoms and the type variation Codependence.

I’d be open to up to 8 other people, and am holding 4 slots for the people who played with me in Inspector Caracal’s earlier Lexicon game.

Why atypical?  Because I already have a novel started in my head for this setting, which requires SLIGHTLY more background than the normal, to quote, “You are all scholars arguing about how the Void Ghost Rebellion led to the overthrow of the theocracy and the establishment of the Third Republic.” I.e., we will all be scholars of some sort working on the Enclopedia, uh Cursteroidia, but I’ve set up the introduction to the world.


Since time immemorial [at least 500 years] the land of Otenysa has been beset by the Curse.

The Curse manifests as flaming rocks from the sky, some as small as a fist, some as large as a city.

Some land with a physical presence; some have only a magical shape, but all of them wreak havoc on the world around them.

A Curse Rock has a range of effect normally in proportion with its size; within that range of effect, buildings are destroyed or simply changed — melted, their material altered, turned upside down.  Animals are killed or changed, shrunk or grown, their colors changed and their milk or wool or meat altered.  Humans, too, are changed, magic given or taken away, ears and limbs and nose grown or shrunk, added or reduced, skin altered, internal organs broken.  Some of the changes are survivable; some or not.  Some are beneficial; most are not.

Any given Curse Rock will have the same sorts of effects on everything of a given “type” hit by its wave, leading to Balkanization of groups of mostly-humanoids.

Things I need for plot of The Potential Story:

  • Water (possibly also things like rock?) will have a muting effect on some Curse Rocks and an amplifying effect on others
  • In the waters off the East of the mainland there is a small island chain.  Situated mainly on the largest island, there is a nation which has been untouched by Curses for over 200 years — the longest of anyone — and whose last curses were mild and mostly-beneficial
  • This leads to them being a bit smug and superior, and it also leads to “missions” to the mainland to bring them technology, foodstuffs, and the like.  These missions are *cough* not always well-received.  

That’s it. There can be any number of “races” of altered stock of humans, plants, etc.  There can be almost any effect you can think of from the curse rocks.  There can be almost any level of techno/magic from Stone Age to Approx. Development Of Electricity, and almost any sort of magic that you want.  Any governmental system, any utopia or dystopia, and any extant or historical nation from the size of a single city to up to half the continent.  

The mass of one land mass has been determined, as well as a broad handwave of the Island of “Elves”, but the rest of the planet is up for grabs, as is geography, climate, where exactly the equator is in re. this land mass… 


So!  Anyone Interested?


  1. Me
  2. Fluff
  3. Rix
  4. []
  5. []
  6. Literorrery
  7. Sauergeek
  8. [you]
  9. [you]
  10. [you]

 

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aldersprig: (blizzarded)
“If we see a faun,” Abigil muttered, “I’m running away.  Just so you know.  All right, so, we’re going to go…”  She consulted her mental map.  “This way.”  She jutted her chin. “And we’re going to go quietly, Liv-one, because Liv-two is right.  It’s snowing.  We want to move quietly.  Liv-two, we

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aldersprig: wedding pic (wed)
So, let me tell you about my summer!

🌞

So far, Summer 2017 has involved medical foo, home renovations, surprise!funeral and not-a-surprise godbaby.

Medical Foo I have blogged a bit about in That Was Spinal Tap and That Was Spinal Tap Two.  I’ve also fic’d and freewrote about it in Diagnostic Machine and Just A Little Structural Rot.

The long and the short of it: After more doctor visits, blood tests, and spinal taps than seems reasonable or even probable (and two MRIs), I have a diagnosis and will start drug treatment soon.  It’s not a thrilling diagnosis, but, to quote Arnold, it’s not a tumor. (It’s not a baby either.  I don’t think they’d need a spinal tap to tell that one).

I now have three weeks without blood draws or doctor visits, and if my dentist calls, I’m going to tell them I’m out of the country for a while.  Or something.  No more co-pays kthnxbai.

Did I really just say kthnxbai?  Please forgive me.  

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aldersprig: (NanoGiraffe)
The original poll was a little too long, so I'm divvying this up into little polls for everyone's sanity.

Stories that WILL be written because I've already started their outlines:
Heroes
Catbois in Cages
Space Accountant Accidental Marriage

The other winners of the first Poll (At least 2 of these will be written):
Bless the Cat.(AF)
Legacy Cat.(AF)
King(maker) Cake, etc.(AF)

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Open to: Registered Users, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 9


Stranded and Reiassan: Which of these stories should I continue?

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Stepping around
2 (22.2%)

Keeping a hold on things
2 (22.2%)

Kith and Kin
3 (33.3%)

Stranded in Winter
8 (88.9%)

Tangling isn’t just a walk in the park
3 (33.3%)

A tangled knot
2 (22.2%)

Love Meme: Autumn and Ink
4 (44.4%)

Fifty Years.
1 (11.1%)

A Wedding and Rin
3 (33.3%)

Rin and her Mother, and Knowing Where His Place Is
5 (55.6%)

Discovery (caves)
2 (22.2%)

Discovery (at sea)
3 (33.3%)

Carrying the Spirit
1 (11.1%)

Skill and Dreams
3 (33.3%)

The Enemy’s City
3 (33.3%)

Road Map To....
5 (55.6%)

With the Goats
3 (33.3%)

What (not on the giant list) should I continue for Tir na Cali and/Or Fae Apoc?




The Links:

Thanks again to [personal profile] kelkyag for the original compilation of links. 


aldersprig: (Aldersprig Leaves Raining)
First: A New World
Previous: Artle

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Kael struggled to hide her horror.  The cliff.  They had…  done something to it.  Something about an edict and a gift?  How did you give away a cliff?  Or power it? Power it away?  She needed to drink this potion quickly; there was far too much missing

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aldersprig: (Library)



Originally posted February 27, 2015

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The fighter pilot with the callsign Spice was new to the team and, although all her credentials assured that she was not, indeed, new to space fighting as a concept or a skill, still the team had to be reassured.

Read On





Fancy Dresses, long lingering kisses, awkward moments with your friends, bullies… Prom!

Anton had figured he didn’t have a chance.

He was new to Hieder Hill High, he wasn’t one of the popular kids – was the new guy ever the popular guy? – his family wasn’t rich or even that well-off, and he didn’t dress like or act like the popular guys.

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I live!  It’s been a hell of a month.  But here I am. 

🍎

This story originally posted June 4, 2011.

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He came to the school in autumn, once the crops were in. They’d gone back to old habits and old practices in the Academy, as in so much of the world, knowing that the old existed and had survived for so long for a reason.

Read On!




And On Wordpress…
aldersprig: (GIRAFFE!)
My Giraffe (Zebra) Call is open!

Written to Inspector Caracalprompt.

Set after Addergoole Year 10 but before the 2011 apocalypse. 

🦌

There were tourists in the bar again, the sort of people that made what was normally a pleasant place feel like the back of the locker room.   Nathan

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aldersprig: (GIRAFFE!)
This was meant to be a comment fic like thus after this comment by Kelkyag, but it turned out a wee bit long. So... bonus ficlet?

After (Before) The Empire Falls, the Emperor Stands.


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The young son-of-the-Emperor (they were all sons of the Emperor, although their fathers were all several years dead) waited until two of his cousins were making an appropriate fuss and two more seemed to have decided to climb the bookshelves all the way to the top.

There were seven nursemaids for the lot of them, but, from the things the nurses said when they thought their young charges weren’t listening, there were more of them, the sons, then there had been in recent memory — “recent” in Hildeh’s case and Galleh’s, at least, being a number that stretched back quite some time — and the bureaucracy that funded their employment did not seem inclined to send them any more help.

This particular son — whose name, like easily half of his brothers, was Eranodi, after Eroni, the first Emperor — was glad for the overwork and the subsequent distraction, because it gave him a freedom he was fairly certain young Emperor’s-sons were not supposed to have.

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aldersprig: (blizzarded)
My Giraffe (Zebra) Call is open!

Written to sauergeek ‘s prompt.

❄️

It seemed like summer had left the door open and autumn was sneaking in. Xarissa threw on a coat and went outside to pull in her plants.  The weather ap was calling for a hard frost tonight - never mind that it was

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aldersprig: (GIRAFFE!)
Happy Monday, guys! My Giraffe (Zebra) Call is still going strong:

Here on Wordpress and Here on Dreamwidth.

Tell your friends! Tell your enemies, especially if they like fiction! Tell your dog, especially if he has a Paypal account :-)

Speaking of telling people, the Signal Boost

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aldersprig: (GIRAFFE!)
My Giraffe (Zebra) Call is open!

Written to kelkyag‘s prompt.

🐇

At forty, Gemma considered herself to be relatively practical.

She’d put aside the ridiculousness of her teens and the experimentation of her twenties.  She had staid hobbies and a staid job and, to be quite honest, staid

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aldersprig: (Marked)
MARKED - 10.2

“I don’t, I don’t, shhh,” Nilien hushed Riva. “Shhhh. No. I don’t have another spell on me, I’ve looked.” Just in case, she looked again, taking a moment while everyone waited, staring at her. “No. I don’t have another spell on me.”

“What are you talking about?” complained Istore. “What spells? Is this some We-”

“Hush.” Riva glared at him. “Be nice, or you can go eat dinner with Thesri or off in the stables.”

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