tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1149217012399643733.post7524688643292768811..comments2023-12-06T00:48:23.734-08:00Comments on Daily Writing Practice: Thursday February 7th, 2013Marchttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14952331166517430843noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1149217012399643733.post-59994316570972784732013-02-09T00:09:24.677-08:002013-02-09T00:09:24.677-08:00Greg - well, I'll try my gums first and I'...Greg - well, I'll try my gums first and I'll let you know if it helps any :P<br /><br />I also enjoyed what you did with Shotek here. And I quite like the coming of a storm - lots of possibilities running through my head already!<br /><br />g2 - ah, more intriguing developments. This is turning out to be quite a bit of fun!Marchttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14952331166517430843noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1149217012399643733.post-34750424844970209152013-02-08T20:37:42.928-08:002013-02-08T20:37:42.928-08:00Ooh, Greg, I like what you did with Shotek!
- - - ...Ooh, Greg, I like what you did with Shotek!<br />- - - - - - - - - -<br />Shotek never said as much, but he was always impressed with Yarel's silent approaches.<br /><br />"Speaking of Lady Helen and things that are hard to see," he said, appearing at Shotek's shoulder before Shotek could slip away, "you've been appearing for a few springs now, haven't you?"<br /><br />"I have."<br /><br />"You might disappear for most of the year, but you don't go unseen."<br /><br />Shotek shrugged. "I figured not."<br /><br />Yarel paused. "You get talked about, you know," he said hesitantly.<br /><br />"I would imagine I would."<br /><br />He shook his head. "I don't mean just by us---me, Orsana, Vanara, Divana, us lot---you come up with more important company as well."<br /><br />"What's your point, Yarel?"<br /><br />Yarel checked over his shoulders, then leaned in close. "You heard Vanara, Lady Helen is making her rounds a little early this year, and not by accident." Shotek scowled in confusion, to Yarel's exasperation. "She's from the other side of the river," he said more urgently, "and her nephew's in charge of that side of the river."<br /><br />"Like Divana's father is?"<br /><br />"Exactly like that, but as far as she knows her nephew's heir is to marry Divana, and probably soon."<br /><br />For once Shotek was speechless. Divana had never said anything of the sort.<br /><br />"All arranged, of course, but still set to happen, as far as she knows. She does, however, know of this drifter that's taken to hovering around here when spring comes, and is curious."<br /><br />Shotek swallowed. "I should expect a summons, then?"<br /><br />"For the time being, it would be unwise to ignore it."g2 (la pianista irlandesa)https://www.blogger.com/profile/11746312007846172620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1149217012399643733.post-72972477605787576032013-02-08T00:14:50.508-08:002013-02-08T00:14:50.508-08:00Max is teething? Oh well, better to get it over w...Max is teething? Oh well, better to get it over with I think, sooner rather than later. I hear that a little whiskey rubbed on the gums works wonders... I'm not sure if anyone ever specifies if it's your gums or Max's though ;-)<br />Ah, two new characters to play with! And I kept thinking to myself all through this piece, "that name sounds familiar." Then I went and re-read all the previous ones and realised why!<br />Jocelle seems like she might make an excellent reluctant-revolutionary-leader, and her mysterious husband is already fascinating. Yarel looks like he could be quite the handful!<br /><br /><b>Card tricks</b><br />Rainclouds were starting to gather, bunching up like an old woman's grey hair in the sky, but Shotek was studiously ignoring them. He would tell anyone who asked that if you couldn't see something then it couldn't see you either, and despite much of the evidence challenging his viewpoint he stuck with it. He pressed lightly on the ends of his desk of cards, springing them from one hand to the other in a graceful arc and told himself that he was sitting in a patch of warm, golden sunlight.<br />"Shotek!" The voice was just enough warning for him to look up and see something fist-sized flying towards him. The cards leapt into the air again, contriving to hide where the object landed, and when they came to rest the object had disappeared. Across the road, Yarel walked on by as though nothing had happened, still quietly impressed with Shotek's sleight-of-hand.<br />"The rain's coming," said Vanara, standing on the doorstep of the Tavern on the Green. Shotek turned his head to look at her: she was sixteen and the owner of the tavern ever since Lady Helen had had her mother hanged, and Lady Margaret has had her father hanged in retaliation.<br />"I can't see it," said Shotek, a grin playing across his face.<br />"Is that so? Vanara smiled back, briefly looking her age before the cares of running a business aged her again. "Well, Lady Helen is also coming, and she appears to able to see even things that aren't there."<br />"Especially things that aren't there," muttered Shotek, but he was on his feet in no time flat, tucking his cards into a pocket.Greghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08503319830584828982noreply@blogger.com