Tea & Noses


“Make it stop!”

“Curiouser and curiouser….”

“This is NOT one of your experiments, Serg!”

“Good thing it’s cold.”

“I am so going to kill you for this, Ned!”

“Yes, or the poor dear would have scorched sinuses by now.”

“Damn it you two! Make. It. Stop!”

Lydia whimpered, said whimpering made even more nasally by the tubes protruding from her nostrils, tubes which funneled the ever-flowing,…

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Given To Fly


Rhia always had an affinity for winged creatures, the way they soared and took the air as their own. Despite her vertigo and resulting terror of heights, Rhia somehow felt that if she had wings, if she knew nothing could knock her down, that fear would dissipate with the sheer joy of flight.

Watching Furiad from the balcony of his chamber as he soared in the morning air unfettered by his armor…

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Edge Of the Blade

Edge Of the Blade


“He is inhuman,” he said at last. “But why should he be human? Are angels supposed to be human?”

T.H. White, The Ill-Made Knight

Rhia was good, very good – for a human. Her katana flowed with a grace that belied her imperfect form, her strikes against his blade fierce as any he’d taken from his winged brethren. Furiad was indeed toying with her, wanting nothing better than to end her where…

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