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. 

Read On


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: (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: (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.

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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: (Library)



Originally posted February 27, 2015

🌶️

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.

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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.

Open to All Patrons!





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

🍎

This story originally posted June 4, 2011.

📚

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

Also, for the first time, you get to suggest themes for the next polls!

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

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


Poll #18771 Patreon Themes September 2017
This poll is closed.
Open to: Registered Users, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 10


What should the September 2017 Patreon Theme be?

View Answers

Stranded {Autumn} (Setting)
5 (50.0%)

Addergoole etc. {Back to school} (setting)
5 (50.0%)

Tír na Cali {seasonal holidays} (Setting)
5 (50.0%)

Planners {Getting ready} (Setting)
4 (40.0%)

Harvest (theme)
4 (40.0%)

Storms and other Acts of God (theme)
4 (40.0%)

aged polaroid photos (theme)
1 (10.0%)

Spices and Trade Wars (theme)
8 (80.0%)

Encyclopedia Worldia (type) (All About The Worlds)
2 (20.0%)

Demifiction (type) (non-fiction in fictional settings)
3 (30.0%)

What should the October 2017 Theme Options be?

What should the November 2017 Theme Options be?

What should the December 2017 Theme Options be?

aldersprig: (Aldersprig Leaves Raining)



Originally posted April 15, 2012. 

🏞️

“So what do I do?” He couldn’t help but betray his common roots, she knew, or his American upbringing, but here and now, it rankled.

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Originally written March 8, 2012, as a belated birthday present for my mother.  It’s about a magical moment.

🌳

The forest was still that day.

Read On




🌳

Their walk took them further and further out past the stem of Aereaxera , past dozens and dozens of the little hezzai-ai and several other fascinating creatures.  Cartwright stopped three times to gather plant bundles, which he hung off of his pack till he began to look like a sort of walking herbery.

Open to all Patrons!


aldersprig: an egyptian sandcat looking out of a terra-cotta pipe (Default)



For TNG, Cap, and Tal, with all my love. 

🌑

The whole world whispering

Born at the right time…

Read On




We danced in graveyards with vampires till dawn
We laughed in the faces of kings, Never afraid to burn

 ⚰️

Everything not mandatory is forbidden
 📜

The sun set quickly, as if it wanted to get out of the way.

Open to all Patreon Patrons!




This story comes after  Hostage Situation, Ketchup, Salt, and Released.  Jin, Aud & Sage’s teenaged child, has dealt with a hostage situation in unique fashion. 🥞

🥒

Police Captain Iverny was not having a good day.

That was not true: Some parts of his day were very good.  The part where the monster in the bank had only managed to kill one person – that was wonderful.


Open to all Patrons!


aldersprig: drawing of the author (LynLyn)



🌴

If I had been made to make a list, back in the times Before, of people I would most like to be stranded on a desert island with, he would not have been on the list…

Open to all Patreon Patrons!





Originally posted January 2013

🐸

“There’s a problem with the second restriction.”

The country of Foros had a lot of gods, and, like any good nation with a lot of gods, it had a lot of priests.


Read On!





This is another recipe that is more than half technique, modified from an online recipe.

🥞

Sometimes you want a few pancakes, sometimes you want a lot. Sometimes you want a Just Right Amount, right in the middle.


Open to all “Recipe box” Patreons!


aldersprig: (Ruan)


Originally posted April 29, 2012

If Jean had learned anything in the five years he’d been married to Zoe (and twice that if you included dating), it was that when her family said “tradition,” the best thing to do was to shut up and get out of the way.

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📆

The spellbook had been one of the best finds on the planet they had poetically called 17-5-12.

The original population had been something very close to humanoid, as far as the drawings, the records, and the shapes of the buildings showed.

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Warning: this one makes me cry to read it. Written on or around December 2010.

🌳

In the Northeast, every city, every town, every blink-and-you’ll-miss-it village has at least one, a grove of trees that will never know the cut of a saw.

Open to all “Trunk” Patreons!


read on…
aldersprig: (LynConstruction)


🚧


This week on our 1870’s farmhouse, we’re demolishing the ceiling(s) of the bathroom!

The first thing to do was pull out all the old insulation – and junk – from the attic side.  After our homeowners (us) pulled out eight or nine garbage bags of old cellulose insulation…


Take a Peek!





Originally posted April 15, 2013.  

α

It all began with the first of us, called, as was appropriate and due, the Alpha.

I never knew what other name the Alpha might have held, before this place, before Everything Else. But sometimes we called her Anna, or Angie, when we were being informal.


Read On!





Speaking of Magical dates…here is the Day of Magic in Fae Apoc!

 🎃

In the world of the Faerie Apocalypse – Addergoole, Doomsday, etc. – there is something that is colloquially called The Blindness of the Gods, and something called a Mask.

Read On!



read on…
aldersprig: (Oligarchy)

Don’t shoot me. Might be a beginning rather than a full story?

🐉

The pixies were freaking out.

In the days before enlightenment and society, when dragons had lived in caves, solitary or in groups of one or two, they had kept pixies captive to tell them when another dragon — or any of the Nearly Large races — was coming.

Available to all Patreon patrons!




This month’s Saturday repost theme is Summer Reading, one-shots and worlds we’ve not seen since.

📚🔖

He was, he admitted, a bit of a hoarder. He took things because they looked pretty, or because they were a shortcut to what he wanted to say.

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So, Hob prompted me this prompt from Reddit for his birthday, and… some time later, I actually finished it. I thought it was going to be Dragons Next Door, but I’m not sure it is.
🚪

It wasn’t as if Cary didn’t know that there were strange things in the world.

You saw it on the news sometimes, of course, dragons in the sky or someone really small turning bank thief.

Read On!
aldersprig: (flower aldersprig)

📰
Summer is cranking on and it’s nearly August!

July was a bit of a mess for me — see That was Spinal Tap — but I’ve been trucking away!

Read On!




The poll has spoken! And Magical Dates is the motif for August.
This can be about magic on the calendar, dates that get sparkles, dating a magical girl/boy...



It’s going to be a sparkly month!

Read On!




Originally posted April 17, 2012.

📅

"So what are we doing again?"

"Lost Day!" Raquel, Smith Tertia Vestis, grabbed Ward, Jones Secondus Ludicrum, by the hand, dragging him down the hall of the megacomplex.

Read On!
aldersprig: (post)
Each month, I ask you, the readers, to help me pick a theme for my Patreon. Then I ask all $5+ patrons to prompt me to that theme!

You can find my Patreon page here: https://www.patreon.com/aldersprig
and an archive of all my Patreon writing (and past themes) here: http://www.lynthornealder.com/read-me/patreon/#2017

Poll #18626 August 2017 Patreon Theme Poll
This poll is closed.
Open to: Registered Users, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 9


What should the August 2017 Patreon Theme be?

View Answers

Magical Dates (theme)
6 (66.7%)

Thunder, Lightning, and other ancient gods (theme)
3 (33.3%)

Road Trips (theme)
6 (66.7%)

Holidays, Vacations, and Tours (theme)
1 (11.1%)

Smoke and mirrors (Theme)
2 (22.2%)

Castles in the sky (Theme)
3 (33.3%)

Cursed objects (Theme)
2 (22.2%)

Demifiction (type) (non-fiction in fictional settings)
2 (22.2%)

Things Unspoken (Setting)
2 (22.2%)

Reiassan (Setting)
6 (66.7%)

Stranded World (Setting)
5 (55.6%)

Facets of Dusk (Setting)
0 (0.0%)

Tír na Cali (Setting)
5 (55.6%)

aldersprig: (LynConstruction)



“Fore!… Damnit! I don’t know what’s up with me today, Jim, I just can’t swing a damn stick!”

Open to all Patreons!




Originally posted Aug. 10, 2011

🛒

I think it's fair that I thought Farnah was male.

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This week on What an Old House, we’re doing some exploratory demolition in our 1860’s farmhouse’s bathroom.

🏠

Now this bathroom has some interesting features right from the get-go. You can see from the photos that the entire bathroom was covered in these 50’s-era Masonite panels.

Take a Peek!
aldersprig: (LynConstruction)


The “Junie Joins the Girl Scouts” pair of stories, published on October 18, 20011 & 2013.
🏕️
There are words a mother never wants to hear. I’ve got a list of them; I keep it in a notebook which is otherwise filled with very boring accounting. I don’t want to give the kids ideas.
Read on!!




Our garden has been loving the sun-rain-sun-rain cycle.
🌞

Take a Peek!




Originally posted February 13, 2012. Part of the Aunt Family setting.
🌘
The bonfire had died down to embers by midnight. The children were asleep, the husbands and brothers drinking beer and playing poker, and the sisters-in-law settled off watching the children.
Read On!
aldersprig: (HalloweenAldersprig)


Originally posted Oct. 28, 2011
🎃
Officially, the Sandborn Institute and Lady Cassidy’s Academy for Young Ladies did not have mixers. There was nothing the Black Tower wanted to hear from the Pumpkin, and nothing the Pumpkin wanted to say to the Tower.
Read on!!




This is just a little story of summertime and beaches, because I wanted to.
😎

At first, we all thought it was some asshole in a particularly good Godzilla costume.

Read on!!




This is written to @medic‘s very enthusiastic “More, more!” to No Rest on This Beach
😎

So there we were, eight-foot Godzilla-like thing on the beach smashing sandcastles and throwing around policemen, and I, at least, had been planning for a nice quiet weekend blending in with the locals and watching the myth of the supernatural from a nice safe place.

Read On!
aldersprig: (Oligarchy)


Set some years after the apocalypse.

🏖️

Jamian still loved the idea of summer vacation. The world had more or less fallen down around their ears; the resort towns were all boarded up, fallen down, or walled off into compounds; there was no office job to take a vacation from, no school to get the kids out of, and his kids were all out of the nest anyway.
Read on!!




As far as I can tell, this one is from June 2012, and it, too, is a little weird, but I like it. And it’s an exploration!
🗺️

"That way lies madness."

Althea's father had loved to say that, teasing them with it: "Me do the dishes? That way lies madness," commenting on current events with it, warning them off of bad choices in their teenage years.

Available to all "Trunk" level Patrons!




Not many apples showing in these pictures, but here’s a cat and a happy apple tree!

Take a Peek!
aldersprig: (anthropologist)
...Meant to post this on Friday. Grrr, ER.

So. Here's the theme poll to determine the theme for my July Patreon stories. If you want to see some recent themes (June was kaiju), see here: http://www.lynthornealder.com/read-me/patreon/

If you don't have a DW account, please feel free to vote in the comments. I will close this poll on Friday morning, 7/7/17.

Poll #18550 July Patreon Theme Poll
This poll is closed.
Open to: Registered Users, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 12


What should the July 2017 Patreon Theme be?

View Answers

Things Unspoken (Setting)
3 (25.0%)

Fourth Husband (Setting)
2 (16.7%)

Dragons Next Door (Setting)
9 (75.0%)

Stranded World (Setting)
6 (50.0%)

Planners (Setting)
2 (16.7%)

Tír na Cali (Setting)
3 (25.0%)

Leather and Lace (Theme)
5 (41.7%)

Quests and Side Quests (Theme)
5 (41.7%)

Magical Dates (theme)
7 (58.3%)

Thunder, Lightning, and other ancient gods (theme)
4 (33.3%)

Demifiction (type) (non-fiction in fictional settings)
2 (16.7%)

aldersprig: (Cooking)


🥗
So we tried a thing last night and it actually turned out well!

We had ground beef to eat and it was way too hot for eating spaghetti or hamburgers or anything too hot.
Available for all "Recipe Box" patrons!




Originally posted June 16, 2011.
🐟
The sushi bar had a mermaid in its fish tank.

I was new in town, having just recently parlayed my experience with the Agency into a cushy consulting gig and my hazard pay into a nice little house...

Read on!




These are walking onions. They make bulbs on the top of their stalks, which make another stalk with another bulb, which makes… you guessed it, another stalk with another bulb!!

Take a Peek!
aldersprig: (unspoken)


This is of a series with N is for Nereid, O is for Octopi, R is for Rituals, Linguistic Tricks, and Finish It: Scheffenon but stands alone.
🐙
The summer was a hot one, a dry one, and, all over the land, fountains had dried up and every drop of water was hoarded.

The weather was as warm as it ever got on the Northern Sea, and the waters were full of bathers from all over the Empire. It was quite the place to go, Scheffenon, known for its rejuvenative waters, its quiet and attentive, yet non-inquisitive staff, and its beautiful fountains.
🐙
Free for all Patrons!

aldersprig: (Winter)


It’s not quite a kaiju story… but it involves Aliens, at least? According to the address on this, I submitted it at over five years ago, at my last apartment.
🛋️
The Center was slow today; in three hours, Amy hadn’t seen more than half a dozen refugees pass her desk. Maybe – though there was faint hope of it – the war was finally winding down?
Free for all "Trunk" Level Patrons!



Originally posted Mar. 7, 2012
💐

"I do not know what this is."

Winter frowned at the glass rose that had appeared in his office mail cube; behind him, Latricia laughed.

"It's a rose. It's not going to bite you."

Read on!!

aldersprig: (Aldersprig Leaves Raining)
After discussing it with my Patreon patrons, I've decided that any Patreon story written as a continuation of an extant public story will be made available for general consumption after three months. Here's the first two.





This story includes portions originally posted http://aldersprig.dreamwidth.org/665445.html and http://aldersprig.dreamwidth.org/697268.html to make a complete story.
❄️
There was something amiss with Winter’s sister.

With the oldest of Winter’s sisters and the most steady, the most easy-going, the least likely to have things go amiss.

Read on!!




This is written to Clare K. R. Miller 's request for More Daxton & Esha.
~~
Daxton was captive again, struggling not to take it in ill grace. This time, it seemed unlikely that Esha could rescue him.

It was a captivity far more posh and sometimes far less comfortable than his time in the Red Queen’s dungeons.

Read On!
aldersprig: (Shiva Unhappy)


This is a portion of a story first posted in 2007. A lot of this story became the background for Addergoole & Fae Apoc, but many of the details are different.
🚬

“Again…” Caecelia murmured, distressed, and then, triumphant, “South!”

Her finger landed on the map, pointing to the tail end of a long gorge, a place still virtually inaccessible by humans. Not that they wouldn’t try, called by the siren call of the monsters, try and die in droves if the monsters were note stopped.

Read on!!




I am working on the Chapbook~
For the $15/month “Mailbox” tier! I am super excited about this, guys!!

Take a Peek!



Two posts of bisexual characters being people, talking about stereotypes of bisexuality with other people.
🌈

"Do you miss being with a girl?" Niki curled up against Shiva's side, nuzzling sleepily at her shoulder. He'd been peaceful, quiet lately, and today he couldn't keep his hands off her.

Read On!
aldersprig: (Gremlin)


The Tinies are creatures of the Dragons Next Door setting and are loosely based on my memories of the Borrowers books.
This was meant to be a short microfic - oops.

👾

The Tinies had lived alongside humans as long as the humans had been living in houses, and, although they were a scattered and fragmented society, they had traditions and unwritten rules that they carried from home to home and community to community, mostly carried by the old, those past their adventuring days.

Free for all Patreon patrons!



I’m a bit behind on the next chapter of the Expectant Wood, so have a piece of history I wrote a while ago in the meantime.
🌋

The land was rising.

The people on the islands and the small nation of Aerax clung to whatever support they could find. The last magical explosions of the Roquelan Wars had been over for days. Nobody had expected another attack.

Free for all Patreon patrons!



I don’t even remember what I wrote this for, but it suits the theme of May.
🍇

They liked their god, and so they’d kept him. Around them, the world had crumbled to pieces, the new gods, creatures like him, warring against the self-appointed protectors of humanity. In their little fort on the hill, though, they’d been drunk, happy and content to stay that way. And every season, they’d paid homage to their new god, for all he gave them.

Free for all "Trunk" Level Patrons!
aldersprig: (Wood)


Originally posted Aug. 8th, 2011 - reposted for Pride Month. Stranded World, the middle sister, Summer, negotiating a three-way relationship. Just a light fluffy piece on parents. :-)
🌈
They had discussed it all beforehand. Summer’s mom was just an e-mail send. Bishop’s parents: “Dad’ll probably buy me a beer, and mom will swoon. No biggie, really.” So it was Melinda’s parents who would be tricky, and thus they managed to schedule that meeting earliest on Parents’ Weekend.

Read On!



This story fits in my Toot Planet setting, although it is considerably longer than many of the “tootfics” I have written for it, a tootfic being a fiction of 500 or fewer characters.

You can see many of those tootplanet microfics here, and the hashtag, which began with Catterfly’s planetary art, here.

That being said, here’s the story.


🌌

Explorer’s Log, Planet 7-3-3

(Planetary Date 4 days)

We landed harder than planned but not quite a crash, after an EMP on the way in — or something similar enough that the effects appear identical — fried every piece of electronics not in deep storage. Landed hard but not a crash-landing; the shuttle is intact, if unflyable, and so’s the team.

Read On!




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Nimbus pulled her knees up to her chest and looked at Cartwright, trying to be polite but also a little worried — more than a little worried. Quite a bit concerned at his ridiculous assertion. “The watering can?” she repeated carefully. “Is Aereaxera thirsty?”

Free for all Patrons!
aldersprig: (Aldersprig Leaves Raining)
It's time for the theme poll!

This poll picks the theme for the three stories posted each month on Patreon, as well as reposts and possibly other such things.

If you don't have a DW account, you can vote in the comments.

Poll #18432 June Patreon Theme Poll!!
This poll is closed.
Open to: Registered Users, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 11


What should the June 2017 Patreon Theme be?

View Answers

Things Unspoken (Setting)
2 (18.2%)

Fourth Husband (Setting)
2 (18.2%)

Under (New Setting)
0 (0.0%)

Desmond’s World (Setting)
1 (9.1%)

Magical Dates (theme)
2 (18.2%)

Weddings and other Joinings (theme)
0 (0.0%)

Rain, mud, and rainy days (theme)
1 (9.1%)

Kaiju (theme)
3 (27.3%)

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

Demifiction (type) (non-fiction in fictional settings)
0 (0.0%)

aldersprig: (AylaSmile)


This is technically a bonus, since we’ve slipped below the $70 donation milestone, but I have faith that we’ll get back up there soon enough. :-)
📖
The announcements and the invitations had been sent out:

On May 4, 1785, Louisa sh’Venti Horribiles, daughter of Isabella Venti Horribiles and Perry Longa Nocte, has come to her Change into her adult form.

Free for all Patrons!



I don’t know when this originally posted, since it was up as a voting incentive and then taken down, but it says “Last Modified June 3, 2010."
🙛🙙
Luca was standing outside of a dance hall in Boston when a gorgeous blonde woman threw herself at him. Bastard or no, he was a gentleman, so he caught her, one hand on her slim waist, the other on her shoulders. Her hair fell forward into his face, filling his nose with an intoxicating scent that no perfume could duplicate.

Read On!




Originally posted February 18, 2012.
🌹

Cole woke.

He generally considered this a good start to the day, getting things off on an immediate positive note.

Read On!
aldersprig: (Pania)


When I posted The Gardener I was asked (and now I can’t find where, sigh) about Damkina and the apocalypse. So here is Damkina and the apocalypse, considerably longer than I’d intended. :-)
🏡

The sky was black and red, and in the distance an unearthly howl echoed through the city. But the squash would not forgive her skipping their bug treatment and the weeds in the pepper garden were unseemly.

Damkina muttered wards against bugs as she slammed her hoe into the ground with more force than was strictly necessary.

Free for all Patrons!



Originally posted on 2012. If you sense a theme, it’s likely because “Wine and/or roses” was the Giraffe Call theme in Feb. 2012.
💐

It was, as fairy gifts went, rather strange.

As wedding gifts go, it was even odder.

Read On!




It was hot so the ganache frosting melted and my food photography really needs work, sorry!
🍓

When baking chocolate things in my household, there are two things that we almost always do to up the chocolate flavor, and two more we do as we remember to:

Free for all "Recipe Box" Patrons!
aldersprig: (Shiva Unhappy)


More of a vignette than a true story, a bit involving two pure-bred Ellehemaei some time not too long before The War. Verena has appeared recently in “…There is a Military Group in the Area. ..."

💍

“I’m sorry, Tancred, but our family is depleted and this was the deal we could make.”

Tancred‘s mother didn’t look all that sorry. If anything, she looked pleased.

That was like her, though. She’d solved two problems with one stone.

Free for all Patrons!



Originally posted during the run of Addergoole: The Original Series, so sometime between 2009 & 2012.

It rained at Martin’s funeral; Meckil made sure of it.

She wasn’t allowed at the funeral; ancient ancestral promises banned her from hallowed ground across the continent. So she stood outside, under the branches of the linden tree that had Named her, dressed in mourning as befit a widow, heedless of the scandal, and watched, working the Words of the rainfall into Martin’s eulogy.
Read On!




After Beryl and one Specific Boy, which is after B is for Beryl and her Boys.
🌙

“I know,” Jake admitted, “a cemetery isn’t really the ordinary sort of place to take a girl on a date. But I figured, you’re not an ordinary sort of girl, and, really, I’m not really all that normal myself, so why would we go on an ordinary date?

Free for all Patrons!
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.

Available to all $10-and-up Patrons!
aldersprig: (Wood)


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By the time Cartwright had finished pulling prickers out of her hands, Nimbus was struggling to stay awake. “It seems,” he told her, his voice far too quiet and calm, “that the poison in the prickers puts you to sleep when they are pulled out.”
The thought penetrated her fog. “So that the plant could digest me better. If I struggled, I’d run into the prickers, and if I fought the prickers, they’d knock me out.”

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aldersprig: (Evangaline)


For those keeping track at home: This is before almost everything in Eva’s timeline except the first few stories (the garage sale, etc.).

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Eva stared at her kitchen.

It was her kitchen now.

That was the first thing.
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Originally posted Sep. 22, 2014
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Eight p.m. on a Tuesday was not when Semele expected a knock on her door, but she opened it anyway. "Jarah, I thought we agreed.... What?"

"One hundred eight white roses, delivery for Semele cy'Sakamoto."
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aldersprig: (kai-sky)


Hello everyone!
It’s May - well, as I’m writing this, it’s April 30th, but when I post it, it’ll be May, so that counts, right?

So far, we’ve had lots of April showers here but no pilgrims.

Welcome to my new Patron! Now we’re to the two serial posts a month part.

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Speaking of the Serial...
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Nimbus let her eyes adjust to the light. The lamps marked out four walls, each maybe five paces from each other. One wall was filled with a stone contrivance of some sort that she thought was probably a hearth and fireplace. The opposite side held some sort of shelf folded up against the wall. The two remaining sides held doors, closer to her height than Cartwright's, although the ceiling looked plenty tall for him.

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aldersprig: (Ruan)


Today’s Trunk Story was actually published! In the February 2012 issue of EMG-Zine, no longer publishing.
It follows the further adventures of Ruan.

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There were many things Ruan loved about having an antiquities dealer and amateur museum curator as a beau: his lovely wit, his beautiful eyes, his way around an aetheric detector. But the thing which she loved the most was his wonderful habit of bring her home toys, gadgets, and devices.

Regarding this particular gadget – perhaps “contraption” was a better word – however, Ruan wasn’t certain if she should be happy, or if disgruntlement was more called for. “What, pray tell, is it?”

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Originally posted on March 19, 2011.
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She opened her eyes to the world around her, her memories already fading.

She'd shared some of them with her parents-to-be beforehand, but there was a bit of a language barrier, an image barrier. They could understand, through careful, patient relaying of images, that this was not her first life.

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Originally posted on Dec. 19, 2011
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“Are you sure you’ll stay, then?”

Shea hadn’t been looking for the underground facility – hadn’t been looking, at least, for this specific, deep-cavern-system underground facility, with its refugee population hidden there since the Catastrophe. But, having found it, and, more importantly, having found them, Shea couldn’t leave without doing something.

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Here's some more fiction and poetry from 2005, as I clean out my LiveJournal
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Pen between her teeth, she stares into space, muttering snatches of phrase. The words are always there, an ever-flowing stream across her mental meadow...

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Originally posted Oct. 2011.
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“What have we here?”

Ruan wasn’t so much talking to herself as she was talking to the hodgepodge she was looking through. Her Aunt Tansy hadn’t been, as they say, The Aunt – she was a paternal aunt, for one thing, totally not the right sort, and Ruan’s Aunt Elenora was still alive and well – but the family tradition seemed to hold anyway. Her father’s sister had taken a long walk into the ocean, and it was left to Ruan to clean up her mess.

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The last war for the nation of Yestern ended not with a bang, but with a complaint.

“We’re out of tea.”.

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aldersprig: (Evangaline)


For today, in honor of looking through my LiveJournal archives, I offer some early-2000’s poetry.
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Unedited Prayer of Sorts

My lady of the verdant green, why have you forsaken me?
When I was a child, your oaken skirts shielded me
From interlopers and observers; simple faith carried me,
and simple ritual. nothing else was needed:

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any people have speculated that if we knew exactly why a bowl of petunias had thought that we would know a lot more about the nature of the Universe than we do now.

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Oh, no, not again.

The bowl of petunias plummeted towards the ground, no room in what it could pretend, loosely, was a brain for anything except a vague and dissatisfied sense of what, if you were going to translate it into Galactic Book Standard, would sound mostly like not again.

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History and memory did not go past the wall.

It was as tall as anyone could imagine, an unknown width, and it surrounded the Community, giving them room enough to live and grow but no more.

It could not be climbed, being smooth to the touch and unpleasant to be in contact with for any length of time. It could not be drilled through, nor broken. It could not be dug underneath.

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aldersprig: (Evangaline)


Originally posted February 15, 2012: more about the cat that would become Radar later.

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Zenobia didn't give the cat a name, but she did leave a bowl of cream out for him every morning, and a bit of her dinner meat every evening.

Her Aunt Beulah had left her the cat, along with the property and the title, when she vanished into the mist one late-November evening. He was, at that point, already an elderly cat, if family memory held, but, in this case, family memory, generally a very reliable thing, seemed to falter.

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Oh, dear.” Asta patted her nephew’s shoulder gingerly. “Not again?”

Will sighed and looked out the window. “Again. I managed to cover it up, the way you showed me…”

“But if this keeps happening, eventually the grandmothers and the mothers and the fussbudgets down at church are going to figure it out, no matter how small-minded they are,” Asta finished with a sigh. “And then they’re going to give you Willard’s choice.”

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For this repost story, something from 2011 that starts Radar’s story as well as the saga of Beryl’s relationship with her young man.


"But Mom..."

"Don't argue. You know it's your Aunt Beatrix's turn to host Thanksgiving, and you know we can't very well not show up only on her years."

"But Moooom," Beryl's younger sister Amy picked up the complaint, "it smells funny there."

"It's the cats," their older sister Chalcedony added. "Mom, come on. Someone needs to tell Beatrix that her house smells like cat pee."

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In Firrset, as in many places, there are poets. The legend goes that even in the First Days, when there was no food to eat and no time to do anything but hunt, plant, gather, and store, there were poems they would tell each other across the field.
But the greatest poet of the time came quite some time after that, but in a time still mostly buried away from history's records.


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The thing was, she was both the tale-teller and the story. She was both the portrait and the model. She was the song and its subject.

There were theories about that, of course: theories and theses and stories and myths. Stories have a lot of power, after all.

And storytellers have a power, a mystery, all of their own.

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I wrote this several years ago as an in-character explanation of why the school was named Addergoole.

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“I’ve been wondering, Professor. Why Addergoole?”

It wasn't the primary thing on her mind, of course. They were studying an array of Change descriptions and, of apparently more interest to her Mentor, "inherent non-Working abilities," something that Kai hadn't really been aware existed.

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aldersprig: (Vas tree)

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For March, that month when large portions of America pretend to be Irish, I bring you my fictional family of Irish in the Americas - the Tuatha Dé Danann in Tír na Cali. This piece was originally written in August of 2011.
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Ireland, 1685

The witch looked over the table at her cousin, a pretty young thing that, until now, everyone had assumed was just daft. The girl was floating the dishes in the air, all of the dishes, weaving them in and out in a series of loops that looked like a Maypole dance.
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This ficlet began my Vas' World series of stories, a world-exploration featuring a small landing team of planetary explorers. It was originally posted in January, 2011.

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They followed the newly-named Yarthout River all day, their little craft handling its rapids with a smoothness and ease that surprised Vas. Wisely, he kept his surprise to himself; Malia and Ezra would be unbearable enough about their success without him acknowledging it. The boat had been their idea, after all: a quicker way to take a survey of this uninhabited planet.

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