Edally Academy Chapter 51c

Whatever pursuit there had been had gotten stuck in the dusk and muck or captured by the constabulary. The rest of the group took turns changing into their nicest clothes as Libkazarri and then Korten maneuvered the wagon through the narrow Lannamer streets and around the curves required to get to

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Getting to School, a continuation of a slaves/magic/school story

First: Slaves, School
Previous: Desmond Goes to School

IV

Des had been to the Central Office a few times with his parents or with Annelle. The grand entryway never stopped catching his breath, though: the marble entryway, the broad sweeping stairways leading up in both directions, the perfect people at the reception desk, looking as much a part of the decorations as the gold trim on the stairs or the broad silk carpets on the floors.

It was different, being there today. For one, there was a voice in his head telling him to bypass the reception desk and the broad stairs and go to a narrow black door nearly hidden under the left stairway. For another, there was the way that people's eyes seems to skid off him the moment they noticed the collar. For a third, there was the terror in the pit of his stomach.
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Poll #17761 More, Please?

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What should I write more of next?

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Slaves/School 1 (Desmond)
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Beekeeper
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4th Husband
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I wish to leave kudos on this story

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Waterfalls?
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Spotlight Story: Faerie Apocalypse

A story written to showcase the Faerie Apocalypse setting. If you find terms that I missed that are not accessible to the non-Addergoole reader, please let me know.

There wasn't a safe time to go into the old city -- other humans liked the day time; natural animals liked the dusk and dawn, and the strange things slunk along in the dark -- but Kelvin and her team had discovered that the stretch from about two hours after noon to about two hours before sunset were the least likely to be dangerous. There was still enough light to maneuver through the ruined buildings, but the teams of raiders that still lived within the city limits had done their raiding and retreated to their lairs, wherever those might be. As long as they didn't stumble right into the lair of either a raider or a creature, they'd be relatively safe.

They'd done that, once, walked right into the lair of something Sully had called a wyvern. It'd gotten Sully and taken off Yonner's leg at the knee, but they'd managed to take it down. Turned out wyvern made pretty good eating - tasted like chicken, but greasier.
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Phase 2 (and a bonus intro to something later) (more Chess/Black Knight AU)

Directly after Movement
Landing Page: http://aldersprig.dreamwidth.org/1202628.html

Cya touched his cheek. Luke found himself leaning in to her hand. He tensed, but the touch remained gentle.

“Try to mind your breathing for a minute. In… out.” Her voice had lost all the false sweetness; she sounded like an entirely different person. “In… out.”

Luke paced his breathing to her words and found it an easy pace for long, deep breaths. Slowly, he felt the tension in his wings and shoulders release.

“How’re you feeling?”

They were still barely past halfway through. “I’m okay.”

She tapped his nose very lightly. “Didn’t I tell you not to lie to me?”

He pulled back. “No?” Hunh, he should’ve lied to her. “I mean…”

“How’re you feeling?”

“Like I’ve been put through the wringer,” he admitted. “But I can take more.”

“You’re doing well.” She patted his shoulder. “After this, we’re going to have a conversation about safe words.”

His cheeks heated up. Luke fought against his wings’ urge to flare out and mostly succeeded. “I know about those. I am in a crew with Mike Linden-Blossom.”

“Good. Then I won’t have to give you the primer.”
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