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Of Insects and Women If I would have been forced to describe the last day’s march on Trystwy in a single word, it would’ve been ‘swarmed.’ Never have I seen so many ways to be attacked by relentless, blood-sucking insects. Leeches waited in the swamps our march skirted. Mosquitoes and black-winged moths both descended on us in fast-moving clouds, as maddening as Shahrak Horse Archers. Even Shayla, whose ebullient mood had proven infectious since joining us, frowned and muttered, “Khepra Himself must have planted His seed in this bog.”Of Insects and Women by TarienCole
As a third mass of bugs appeared, thick enough to conceal the sun, Tiernan dismounted from his horse snarled, “Erebus take this!”
“Run faster!” Spiros taunted. “Maybe we can use you as bait!”
When Tiernan arrived at the bank, he didn’t dive into it, instead he reached into the mud with both hands and slat
The Ogham Lines - Part OneBeitheThe Ogham Lines - Part One by TwaRavenMotifs
The Year-Wheel turns and begins anew
Bright-white birch stands spindly and askew
Bone-bare trees awaiting to leaf
From death comes again the King from beneath
A beautiful maiden stands in forests fair
Grey is her skin, fine is her hair
Delicate eyebrows upon a finely-chiseled face
Draw down as you enter this once-sacred place
Silver and withering 'neath a tumultuous gale
Winter becomes Spring, with sleet and presumptuous hail;
Never does she quiver, never does she take
A form to be envied by all that she might make.
I grow, I shine, I stand upon the rock
Where a church may rise, where a conqueror may knock
And I drink in deep the air and smoke
The above calls here, where others have broke
Blazing, burning, intoxicating the air
Herbs in wood and water make every sight most fair
Dancing, entranced, the willworkers do fumble
Scrawling down visions described in delirium's mumble
Beads for berries, beads of blood
The hardiest men drip rivers that flood
The Siren - 19The email was unexpected and frankly startling.The Siren - 19 by QuiEstInLiteris
Sandie, your dad and I are back in Moscow and we have internet. No phone yet so don’t call us we’ll call you when we’re able. Just letting you know we are going to be back home for Christmas make sure the house is clean okay? If you let any friends move in make them go away unless its Ignacio have you married him yet? When we get home I will make borscht.
Also, call the accountants make sure there is still enough for property taxes things did not go so well so we might have to find a smaller house. No worries not for a while though.
Love your mom.
Sandie regarded the computer screen first without feeling, then with a vague and nameless irritation.
“Great,” she said aloud, and she left the computer right there while she drove John to the Staghorn.
The owners of the Staghorn were not nearly as social as Mag, but they were interesting in their own way. Kelly and Kelli McMasters did not beli
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